Happiest Holidays Ch 01

Walking into the house after the seven hour flight was like entering the pearly gates of heaven, even if while opening the door a bitterly cold wind licked at Katrina's back and the light jacket she had on did nothing to protect her from it. Flying from Florida to the icy tundra of New York was always a weird transition, and no matter how hard she tried to plan for the weather she always ended up cold. The wind continued to maul at her back and she fumbled a bit to unlock the door, pulling the cherry red coat tighter around her shoulders.

The white plank door opened and she walked in with a flurry of snowflakes, pushing the door shut with her elbow and dropping the suitcase on the entryway. She looked around the room with a smile, her eyes catching the mirror by the coat rack. She slid the coat off and hung it, readjusting her long brown hair, letting it out of its ponytail. It spilled down over her shoulders, a few curls resting on the top of her breasts, the outfit was fairly regular for her, even if it was far too cold for a dress that only hit to the middle of the thighs. After a moment of staring into her own amber eyes and sliding on just a touch more lip gloss she looked around the house with a smile.

The great evergreen already stood in the corner, decorated thoroughly with tinsel and a red clad angel on the top, holding both hands out with a beatific smile. There were additional Christmas decorations around the hall, and a wrap of fake holly around the banister, a golden bow sitting at the end of it. Katrina chuckled and flicked the bow as she walked up, looking around with some surprise that there didn't seem to be anyone at the house. It was early evening, the sun had started to set over the snow coated lawn. As she went peeking around the corner one of the doors was not quite shut, and surprisingly enough the light inside was on.

It wasn't so strange, being that it was her brothers room and he was supposed to have come home a day or two beforehand. She smiled, walking towards her twins door and shoving it open with her fingertips, stepping inside with a giggle. She looked down at his bed, waving once before her eyes went wide, staring at him. He was laid out on the bed, sheets tossed to the bottom with his computer sitting beside him. The screen was facing her, while at first Aspen wasn't.

On the screen there was some absurdly busty woman with blond hair, her overly plump lips wrapped around a cock, the rest of the man it was presumably attached to wasn't visible in the shot as her head bobbed up and down, blond curls bounding around her face. Aspens head shot up at the giggle, his own member in one hand and his eyes just as huge as his sisters when he looked behind him. His mouth gaped open for a second and a few babbling noises came out.

It took a quite loud moan from the screen to pull him back, and he instantly dropped the pillow next to him into his lap, covering his cock as one full drip of pre-cum slipped down it. His face was bright red as his eyes remained locked on the girl standing a foot or so away from him. Katrina couldn't help but giggle at the sight after the shock wore off, covering her eyes and backing out of the room quickly.

"Sorry! But you gotta remember to lock the door ya know!" Still laughing she pulled it shut behind her and walked back to her room, still laughing softly as she dug into her suitcase, the tone growing just the littlest bit wicked. She dug through the overstuffed bag for a moment before grinning and pulling out a slightly scandalous red dress, looking it over and waiting a moment or two before walking back to his door and this time knocking loudly. She could hear him curse, which was followed by quite a bit of frantic shuffling before he stood and opened it.

Aspen was still quite red faced, and his pants were in a state as well. But the laptop was closed now and he glared a bit as she stood in front of him, not sure how she planned to mock him for that little fiasco. Before he spoke his twin took a step back, smiling and holding the dress up to her curvy frame, smiling brightly at him.

"We're supposed to leave for the Christmas party soon, right?" She tilted her head, not commenting on his eyes resting squarely on her breasts for a moment before she let the dress down to hang over her arm. Slowly he looked up and nodded, giving a quiet cough. He stepped forward and put an arm awkwardly around her waist, trying to give her a hug without letting their bodies really press together. Katrina was having none of it though, and turned to hug him fully and tightly.

It was done with essentially her whole body, her chest pressed warmly into his and their hips resting together. Through her brothers jeans she could feel how hard he still was, unable to finish after her very sudden intrusion. He swallowed as her head rested on his shoulder, giggling softly.

"You know, I missed you a lot." She smiled, giving an extra squeeze and press forward with her body, fusing them tightly together for a moment before she let go, looking up at him and brushing back her hair. The two weren't quite identical, but it was impossible to mistake them for anything other than twins.

They had the same chestnut brown hair and amber eyes, though Aspen had grown quite a bit taller than his sister had. They had the same cheekbones too, a trait that for some reason made them look so close. He took a deep breath, looking away and leaning on the frame of his bedroom door.

"You wouldn't have to if you didn't run off." He grumbled, though it was hard to be truly angry with her he still didn't understand why she had taken that useless boyfriend of hers over her family. He didn't want to admit it, but he couldn't believe that he wasn't the one that she chose. Katrina just shook her head with a little sigh and smile, patting his shoulder.

"Don't be grumpy. You're going to the party, right?" She reiterated the question from earlier. She was excited for it, more than she would have let on instantly. Truth be told, she had missed him for more than strictly sisterly reasons, and walking in on him earlier had brought those back to the front of her mind.

She smiled, walking into his room past him and unzipping the back of her current dress, not looking back at him yet but more than aware of his eyes fixed on her back as it was slowly revealed. "Did you manage to seduce yourself a woman yet?"

She managed not to laugh at her own question, aware of her brothers incompetence with women. He floundered and stammered whenever a pretty girl got too close to him, and while she saw his awkwardness as an endearing trait it hadn't yet won him a dream girl to bring home. Never the less, when she looked back to him he was staring down at his shoes, stealing glances at her body as she changed.

Under the dress there was a cheery pink set of panties, riding rather high up on her shapely ass and rimmed in lace. There was a small black bow on the back of them, and for some reason that just made them more attractive. To his shock, her fingers hooked through the back of them, and she presented another balled up pair that she must have grabbed when she had gotten the dress.

They were an incredible sight, so much so that he didn't protest when she covered up the tiny peak of her pussy lips he managed when she took the other pair off. The pink panties ended up tossed somewhere in his room, and he knew with her carelessness they would end up being forgotten and found later by him. His mouth watered a little as he stole another glance at the new panties, deep red with an ass that was made entirely out of lace. They rode instantly into a small camel toe as she pulled them on, the fold between her lips carved out.

She didn't turn, a little to his dismay as she pulled the other dress on, and he didn't comment yet on her slightly odd choice to get dressed in his room, directly in front of him. The nagging thought of this being his sister was banished as she leaned forward to adjust the hem of the much too low cut dress and he was greeted with yet another sight of her round bottom.

Remembering once she was dressed that there had in fact been a question asked before her bottom half was nude in front of him, he shook his head with a cough, trying to clear the hunger out of his throat. "Nah. I haven't found myself a harlot yet."

He chuckled a little at his own attempt at a joke and scratched the back of his head, cheeks still a little red. Katrina smiled once she turned around, stepping over and kissing his cheek, her hand resting on his face and his heart now pounding in his chest. He had struggled in the past to think of his sister as a woman, despite her never letting him forget that she was the elder, and because of it he'd driven away several of her boyfriends.

However, moments like this made him all too aware of just how grown she was. He could smell her perfume and the lightest bit of chocolate smell from the shampoo she used. She was warm too, and when she stood so close that heat was simply too hard to ignore. His hips shifted forward slightly almost without recognition that they had even done so.

He wanted her, and with her standing there he couldn't think of anything else. Her lips shone softly, and they looked excellently plump and with her smiling up at him the idea of them wrapping around his cock was unshakable. Too much; she was entirely too much for him. Gently he put his hands on her shoulders, and kissed her forehead instead of her lips, watching her cheeks gather a little blush with a smile. It had always been a weak spot of hers, and he used her second of embarrassment to step away, rolling his eyes.

"And yes I'm going, now get out so I can get dressed." He smiled and shoved the small of her back, the door closing the second her feet were over the threshold. He had no idea if she was intentional in what she was doing, but he couldn't take it. His eyes closed and the zipper of his pants seemed like it was down before he even touched it, hand working slow pumps around his cock as he basked in the memory of her.

The peek under her panties, the way her lips looked, how she smelled. He didn't stop to wonder if she could hear him, and if he had he wouldn't in that moment have cared. He continued to work his hand over his length as all sorts of images of his all too real sister played in his mind.

Beckoning him into bed, sucking on his cock, splayed out on the sheets in front of him and holding her ass cheeks apart... There were simply too many things that he would do to her if he had the chance. He moaned, one eye opening and searching the room quickly as he continued to stroke. As he had assumed she would, she had forgotten her dirty panties.

They lay at the foot of his bed and quickly he stepped over to scoop them up, sitting on the bed and taking a deep inhale of them. They held the smell of her perfume, as well as her sweat; a little musky but still incredibly sweet.

Aspen gave one glance to the door now that he wasn't leaning on it before sliding them around his cock, rubbing himself on the soft fabric and closing his eyes once again. Too many things he was dying for the chance at; he would do to her everything he'd seen in a porno, there was nothing that was too obscene or dirty to imagine his sister in the act of.

Outside the door Katrina was still standing, holding it closed and leaning her ear on it curiously. She could hear him move, and sometimes there were the quiet sounds of him moaning. She held out for the whole time he sat stroking himself, for the most part hoping to hear something more like him moaning her name out. He didn't clearly, but the strangled sound that hit the door as he came could have easily been mistaken for such.

She tiptoed away from the door when she was sure that he had finished, the center of her body pooled with warmth. It wasn't just how easily she could take power over her, how quickly she could turn him from brother to a man who desired her; it was something else that she couldn't place.

He was ready a few moments later, in a pair of nicer jeans and a green button down shirt. The top two buttons had been left undone, the top of his collarbone really the only thing that could be seen because of it. He felt better now, after getting all the pent up tension out of himself, and he went downstairs to wait on his sister, considering how she had told him that she'd missed him.

He had missed her too of course, past the resentment of her leaving. He couldn't believe that her running off to college with a high school boyfriend was better than the two of them being together as they always had been. She didn't need a life like that, especially with a guy who had already cheated on her once before; something he knew but Katrina didn't.

He'd always thought about telling her, how strong he would feel when she got rid of the same asshole she'd let lead her around for the last three years, but he'd always stopped himself. He knew his sister wouldn't get rid of him because she was too good for those things.

She would get rid of him because news like that would break her heart, and he knew he couldn't be the one to deliver that to her, not in the past. But after not seeing his sister, and really his best friend since late August, he was reconsidering that position.

Maybe he could tell her before the party, and urge her to go before she called and dumped the stupid bastard. She would have fun, and she'd see why she didn't need him in the end. All she really needed was her family, that would be who was always there for her. He nodded to himself, standing with a sigh and looking up the stairs.

Past the broken heart, she really did deserve to know; and maybe he didn't have to mention that he'd found out well over a year ago. He walked up the stairs and knocked on her door, teeth digging into his lower lip. She opened it, her eyes now sparkling with eyeshadow and her hair twirled into big curls. She smiled, stepping back from the door and doing a twirl.

"Well? Do I look wonderful?" She smiled as she came back to facing him, giggling softly. He nodded, sighing and scratching the back of his head, doing his best not to look her over and bring back all the images he had of her earlier. Really, she barely seemed dressed, now under the short red number she had dark stockings, and her chest was still far too open for his strict comfort. He looked up to her face instead, watching her tilt his head as he stood silent for a moment too long.

"Um, look.. Before we go, I gotta tell ya about something.. Um.." Too awkward, his voice was quiet and he was still not really sure of how much of this she needed to know. Her jerk boyfriend had told him far too many details in his drunken bragging, not really aware that his girlfriends twin would be the wrong person to share that information with. She blinked, then shrugged and smiled, used to his attitude.

"Sure, what do I gotta know?" She giggled softly, sitting down on the bed and running her fingers through her hair, her suitcase still sitting open and unpacked. He sighed, leaning once again on the door and looking down at her.

"Well.. um.. Did.. you know that Danny cheated on you?" He sighed hard, letting the information out in the most tactless manner possible. He had no idea how to break anything gently, nor was he sure how she would really take the information. He stared at the floor for a moment before looking at her crestfallen face. At least she hadn't started crying, if there was one thing that Aspen had never been able to properly deal with it was a woman in tears. He found that in those cases he did all the wrong things. After a moment, she did look up and speak, pushing her bangs back from her eyes and biting her perfectly plump lip.

"Yeah. I had some idea that he did." She sighed, looking down before just standing, not questioning who it was with, or how her brother knew before she did. The way she accepted it only made him feel worse. That it didn't matter the mans transgressions, that she was showing now that she would love him anyways. He shook his head, walking in the room and hugging her, this time for real. It wasn't a full press of her body against his, it was his arms around her shoulders, pulling her head close to his chest and holding her there for a moment.

"Sorry." He mumbled it into her hair, stroking over its length and down her back a few times. She just nodded against him, sighing and shrugging her shoulders, leaning close into him and breathing softly.

"We'll probably break up when I get back." He nodded as she spoke, deciding it was probably best not to push any of his other hopes of what would come out of telling her. She didn't need to know more than it had happened, and he really didn't want to bring up the other thought of her maybe transferring schools if she wasn't with him. He gave her shoulders a squeeze before letting her go and smiling.

"Well lets go party, you'll feel better!" He smiled, and he was rewarded by the fact that she did too, shutting the light to her room off as they both walked down the stairs and out to Aspens car, a fairly nice black sedan. The Christmas party they were attending was the one thrown by their fathers office every year that was really quite the hit; with an open bar and a bartender that had never really cared to ask who was of age and who wasn't.

There had been several fun.. happenings over the year and the both of them were always excited for it. It was held at the bosses house, which was more like a mansion than anything. This year however, neither of the parents would be there, having decided instead to spend the holidays with a sick great uncle that Aspen nor Katrina really knew.