I've debated about putting this down on paper for two years. The taboo, public perception, etc. have prevented me in doing so till this point.
I'll begin by telling you about myself. I was 23 years old at the time of this story. I had a great job working as a delivery man for one of the major beer distributors in the area. I supplied all the local sporting halls, arenas, and concert venues. Made for long hours at times but usually was pretty laid back, good benes, and I got a lot of kick backs in free tickets. I had inherited a great little cabin on a small lake about half an hour from town from a family friend that used the cabin as a summer vacation home. I had helped him out quite a bit when I was in junior high and high school mowing his lawn and taking care of other general yard work. When I graduated from college he gave me the place as a present saying he couldn't use it anymore and knew I would take care of it. I've never been in a relationship of any significance. Although I enjoyed casual sex with many partners I had never seen the need to always find a way to get some ass. The desire that I have heard so much about, the need, the instinct to fuck had eluded me. At least it had eluded me until summer two years ago.
It all started when my older sis April moved back to town. She is two years my senior and had always taken good care of her lil' bear, as she liked to call me. She had moved away following her high school "sweetheart" when she had graduated high school. I could never understand why, the guy always seemed like a prick to me. Anyways things finally went south with them and she moved back. She had been living off his more than substantial income and really didn't have anything in the way of possessions as she left everything with him so it couldn't ever come back to haunt her. She had left in a hurry and hadn't really thought about living arrangements once she got here. All of her old friends had left town or settled down. The parents had moved south to a warmer climate right after I moved out to go to college and so she called her "lil' bear. It was a surprise to hear from her as we didn't keep in touch as well as siblings should. She was stranded at the airport and I told her to just stay put and I would be there in an hour. I gave her a description of my truck and she said she would be watching for me.
The drive to the airport went real quick. I was excited to see her, as we hadn't seen each other for about three years. When I pulled up she came walking out the sliding doors as if on cue, gorgeous as ever. When the doors opened up the summer breeze engulfed her, her auburn hair washed forward hiding her face. She was wearing a white cotton v-neck and a yellow satin mini skirt. The air separated the two just enough to show her toned stomach for a second or two. Her cleavage was on full display as her braless tits bounced in motion with her movements. Her high heels made her look like she was about seven feet tall, even though she is only 5'-7". She was tan, graceful, long legged, and about the most beautiful thing I had ever seen in my life. My sis had always been pretty and had a good body but "goddamn" had the past three years been good to her.
As she approached the truck she swept the hair out her eyes, leaned forward into the passenger window, smiled an angel's smile and said, "Hi lil bear." "Well get in here and let's go," I told her as she opened up the door.
She climbed in on all fours, crawled all the way across the bench seat to me and wrapped her arms around me. She smelled like peaches. She hugged me so tight I could just feel her tension letting go, not to mention her firm 36 C's in my side. We sat there for a minute or two just holding each other until the security guard tapped my windshield and said, "You can't stay parked here." We laughed and pulled out, on our way back to my place.
It was a great drive. The sun was out and the temperature was perfect with windows down about halfway. We talked and laughed as we caught up on each others lives. She never brought up her old man, so I didn't either. She asked me stop at the general store just before the turn to the lake and said she would be right back. As I watched her walk into the store I caught myself staring at her ass. I couldn't help it. She was a goddess and every time I looked at her I found myself fantasizing about her in a way that a brother shouldn't look at his sister. About two minutes later she came out with 12 pack and a fifth of whiskey. We opened a beer and headed for home.
When we got to my place I realized I really didn't have much room for a second person. My cabin has a very small but open floor plan. The kitchen, dining room, and living room are all in the open area of the main floor. The bathroom/laundry room is the only room with the luxury of additional walls. There is a small staircase that goes to the loft which is my bedroom.
"Shit sis, I didn't really think about how living arrangements would work. I'll tell you what, tomorrow we'll go into town and get another bed. We can put the dining table in storage and you can stay there. You can have my bed for the night, I'll sleep on the couch."
"Sounds great, I should get some clothes and personal items since I didn't bring anything with me too. But right now let's take a shot, have another beer and go outside and start a fire in the fire pit."
So that's what we did. It was just getting dark about the time we got the fire started. We sat out there and talked for hours. As we got more drunk we stopped pouring drinks and just took turns pulling off the bottle. We had run out of beer, and I watched April take the last swig out of the bottle. "I guess it's time for bed", she slurred as I stood up and stumbled. We laughed at each other and I helped her to her feet. She had ditched the high heels and stood barefoot on the forested floor. I picked her up and told her I didn't want her to hurt herself by stubbing her toe or something.
"Thanks little bear she told me" as she swung one arm behind my neck.
