Many thanks to
OldUncleAl
for his editing and suggestions on this one. I appreciate you, buddy.
Everyone in this story is over the age of eighteen.
Letting Go
The plane arrived almost an hour late. As it taxied to the terminal Joe called his sister.
"Are you here?" she asked.
"Just arriving at the terminal. I'll pick up my rental as quickly as I can. How far is it?"
"Twenty minutes," she replied.
"It sounds pretty quiet there. Hasn't the party started?"
"Are you kidding? We aren't about to start without the guest of honor."
"You're husband's late for his own birthday?"
"No. Ronnie's here. I was referring to my big brother," she said.
"I'm not sure where you learned about parties, but the birthday bashes I've been to, the one having the birthday is the guest of honor."
"I'm aware of that, but we decided, that as part of Ronnie's gift, we were doing it different."
"To each his own. How old is your old coot?"
"Thirty-five. Drive carefully."
"Always. See you in a half hour or so."
Joe was in and out of the car rental kiosk in no time. The GPS indicated 18 minutes. He smiled thinking of how slow things move on the ground. He was an Air Force major who flew F15Ds. Just a month ago he had returned from a two-year assignment in Kadena, Japan and hadn't seen his sister, Joy since before his deployment. He had given her away at her wedding to Ron.
Joy and Joe were twins, although looking at them you'd never suspect that. Both had brown hair, brown eyes, dimples, and dark skin, but that's where the resemblance ended. Joe was 5'11" to his sister's 5'3". Joe had the body of an athlete, while Joy was all woman, and had the curves to prove it. Joe still felt that his little sister, by 11 minutes, was the most beautiful creature on the planet.
Pulling up to the house, he checked the address. There were no cars anywhere. A few lights were on, but nothing to indicate a birthday party. He apprehensively grabbed his carryon and walked to the door. Just as he reached for the bell, the door flew open and his sister landed on his chest, nearly knocking him backward.
"Joey!" she screamed.
Her arms were around his neck and legs around his hips. Joy was hugging him so tight it was hard to move. After kisses on the cheek, he smacked her ass. Feeling nothing but skin, he tensed.
"I think you might be showing your butt to the whole world," he told her.
"Nah, my butt is facing the house. Ronnie's already seen it."
She eased her way back down and straightened her short little black dress, then took her brother's arm and led him inside. Ron greeted him with a handshake.
"Welcome," Ron said.
"Happy Birthday. Guys, I think you failed party 101," Joe said.
"We'll explain that in a minute," Joy told him. "Wanna freshen up?"
"Sure, three minutes' worth."
"Up the stairs. Your room is to the right. It has a bath," she said.
Joe went upstairs, dropped his bag on the bed and went to the bathroom. He was back downstairs in minutes and walked into the great room.
"Can I get you a beer or something?" Ron asked.
"Water, diet Coke, maybe. I quit drinking a couple of years ago."
"You quit drinking? Indiana University's original party animal," Joy called from the kitchen.
"It got to be too much for me. I had to either quit drinking or quit flying. I love flying, but just liked drinking."
"Will it bother you if we drink?" Joy asked, coming toward them with a tray full of finger foods.
"No. I'm around it all the time. It's not a problem."
Joy handed him a glass with diet Coke she had added to the tray. Joe sat on the couch as Joy sat on the footstool by her husband.
"So, explain your party," Joe suggested.
"I promised Ronnie something for his birthday this year. Something that's pretty special. You know me well enough that I can be a little wild at times."
"A little wild?" her brother chuckled.
"Okay, a lot wild. Ronnie is a bit of a voyeur, so, I guess, that's a good thing. For his birthday, I promised he could watch me with another man, but I would pick the man," Joy said.
"Still a hair on the wild side," Joe chuckled.
"Joey, I picked you," she said.
Her little black dress fell to the floor as she stood. Ron had unzipped it when she was sitting by him. She had a tan that covered everywhere except three tiny triangles. Her breasts were full with slightly upturned nipples. Even from a few feet away he could see her bare pussy and engorged clit with the hood drawn back.
"Joe," Ron began. "Joy has had the hots for you since she hit puberty. We both want this. Except for changing positions for a better view, you won't even know I'm here."
"Joy, you're my sister."
"Joey, I'm asking you to make love to me. I'm not asking for marriage or to make babies. You've been my fantasy for nearly twenty years. Will you do this for me?"
Joe looked at her then at her husband, and finally back at his gorgeous nude sister.
"You've always been my fantasy, Joy. Yes, I'll make love to you. Any rules?"
"Don't mark me up. I'm not into pain. Otherwise, I'm all yours. I am on birth control, by the way." Joe nodded. His cock was already creating a bulge in his slacks. "Take off your shoes and socks and come here," his sister said.
With shoes and socks removed, he walked to her. Joy looked at her husband.
