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The quiet burg of Beaver Vale was beginning to bore me by my 19th year. I had graduated school and was working at the mill, making damn good money and just waiting to get the hell out of town. It wasn't all that bad. There was virtually no reported crime, almost no drugs, and very little violence in town. Everyone took care of their property and the town was a picturesque little nothing in the middle of nowhere. The only thing that couldn't be complained about was the scenery.
Beaver Vale seems to have been blessed with an over-balance of hotties. The girls tended to be tall and lean, but they came in every shape and color. The quiet mountain town's good people took care of themselves and the women looked fantastic even into their 50's and beyond. Many a' dicks twitched and a few pussies watered during beach season; all those seemingly infinite acres of tanning flesh in skimpy clothing just drove us nuts.
But, once you're around that for so long, you get used to it. Outsiders thought it was fantastic, and everyone feared that it would only be a matter of time before our peaceful town was over run by annual tourists. We had everything that drew tourists; a beautiful deep blue lake, a gorgeous forest, scenic views of the mountains, awesome sunsets, and "quaint" surroundings. What we didn't have was development, entertainment, promotion, or convenience. It was a 60 minute drive to anything resembling a mall, and buy food at anything other than Carver's Grocery was like spending a weekend in Heaven.
Like I said. Boring. Boring as Hell. I wanted to get to the city and strike out on my own, but the money I made in the foundry at the mill was just too much to pass up. It took a hell of a lot to turn my mind around about this place, and when it turned, I couldn't imagine leaving and going anywhere else.
I was still living at my folk's place. I was in the process of finding a house on the other side of the lake, and one was coming up on the market soon, so it was just a matter of time. My baby sisters were graduating high school this year. Mom and Dad evidently couldn't wait to get back in the saddle after I was born and 10 months later, the twins, Angela and Amanda, were born. Both of them looked like Mom instead of like Dad, and there was even some debate over if they were actually Dad's at all. That never went anywhere, but Mom still teases Dad about it every once in a while.
I had just gotten out of the shower and was heading back to my room when I heard both of my sisters giggling in Manda's room. The door was cracked open and I peaked in as I went by. I saw both of them rolling around on the bed, naked as the day they were born, tickling each other.
My dick was harder than the steel from the mill in a second. I kept walking, but I couldn't get the image of my 5'10" leggy sisters out of my mind; Angie's long curly crimson locks flying around as her head moved, Manda's short, sensible hair clinging close about her face. Two sets of identical B-cup tits capped with little pink nipples danced for that brief second, and the creamy flesh dotted with freckles was enough to give me masturbation material for a month; but what really got me was the crimson curtain of short hair. I managed to glimpse Angie's pussy through her slightly parted legs and her lips were bare, the hair seeming only to grow sparsely on their mounds. Thin as that was, the color was outstanding; both bushes as bright red as the hair on their head.
I thought I heard the giggling stop for a moment after I walked by, but I was in a daze and my dick was sticking almost straight out of my towel. The fold on the side separated as I entered my room and I dropped it, my rigid 9 inches of man meat growing and standing straighter by the second. I grabbed a pair of jeans out of the closet and pulled them up. As I was stuffing myself inside, I heard a gasp and turned quickly to the door. It was open, but no one was there. "Must have been my imagination," I thought and zipped up.
The front door closed as I picked a t-shirt out of the closet as well and I heard my mother's voice.
"Kids! I know you're here, all the cars are parked all over the place!"
"Yeah, we're here," I shouted back. Angie and Manda said the same a split second later.
"Everyone was sent home early from the office today. Aaron, you don't have to go in, they're shutting the plant down for the day, too. Angie and Mandy, go get a job. You're out of school now and you need to start supporting yourselves!"
"Yes, Mother," chimed my sisters simultaneously.
"Why'd the shut the plant down for the day?" I asked and walked out to talk with my mother without yelling down the hallway at her.
"They figured that you guys did enough; you met your quota for the week and have a good jump on next week, so they figured they'd give everyone a little present," Mom said, taking off her jacket. She wore a green cashmere sweater today. They kept the offices damn-near freezing to counteract the heat of the foundry. Even in the middle of winter those AC units were cranked. Mom hated it and she always wore her hair long to keep a little warmer and wore sweaters even in the heat of summer to combat the office temps.
My sisters came down the hall, both of them wearing running sweats and apparently sports bras. Angie gave me a dirty look as she walked by, but that wasn't all that surprising.
"Anyway, since I have a day, I'm going to take it and I'm going to go to Red Mound and get some shopping done," Mom said, walking to her room. The very mention of Red Mound made my softening cock twitch back to life for an instant as I thought of my sister's twin bushes.
"I wonder if Mom's snatch is as red as her hair," I caught myself thinking. I must have blushed because all three of the girls gave me a questioning look for a second and I shook myself out of it.
"You okay, sweetie?" Mom asked. I nodded and walked off for a drink of water. The girls talked with themselves for a second as Mom was changing into a t-shirt; more befitting clothing for the weather and traveling.
Mom walked back through the kitchen as the last of the water drained from the glass.
"Anyway, you kids behave. I should be back at suppertime."
"Okay," all three of us said at the same time. Mom took off and my sisters were getting ready to go running, lacing up their shoes by the front door.
"We're gonna go run," Manda said.
"No shit?" I asked sarcastically and reached in the fridge for a beer.
"Anyway, asshole, we'll be back in a while," she said. I looked at both of them and waved them away, but my eyes couldn't help but notice that Angie's pants had been hiked down just a bit more than they were before, exposing a little more flesh and a fair share of her sexy little hips. Another inch lower and she'd have been showing the top of her fiery fur. My cock throbbed as they turned to leave. The door slammed and I sighed heavily.
I heard the back door close and the garage door open. Finally, Mom and the twins were gone. I probably had about an hour with nothing to do but be by myself and enjoy the solitude of a day off; God knew that would end as soon as the girls returned and then it was hours of hell with nowhere to go until Mom would get back. With the return of Mom always came the exodus of the bitches and my sisters turned all sweet and sugary.
I plopped down on the couch and cracked my beer. I only had my first taste when the front door opened again.
"Sweetie," Mom's voice rang before she made her appearance.
