"Yeah, I managed to get some."
There were looks of surprise all around. We'd all talked and talked and talked about how great it would be to feel young again, like we did in college. To be carefree, to experiment. Now, we were vacationing on the lake at our lake house. We all have kids, of course, who were sleeping. We basically had the run of the house, as the kids all slept in the bunk house out back and were crashed cold from another hot day at the beach.
I was answering a specific question, the question being whether or not I'd managed to procure the Xctasy we'd always said we'd take together. Mark had asked the question, and he was as happy to hear it as anyone. Mark's wife, Leslie, my sister-in-law, was surprised too. I think everyone thought we'd just always *talk* about it but never end up doing X together.
Now, if you've read the previous chapter, you'd know that Leslie is my older sister-in-law. She's a great woman: attractive, intelligent and with a very tight and strong body for a 46 year old. Really, she had the body of a 35 year old, with nice full breasts and a hard ass.
You'd also know that I have fantasized about her in a myriad of ways, and have slept next to her once and dreamed about another opportunity to get close with her.
My wife (and her sister) Becca is a very cool woman; like her sister she is bright, very attractive and has a great body. My brother in law Mark knew my wife before we met and they've always had a brother-sister nature about their relationship. Becca had wanted to take X and so did Mark, but Leslie was always a little wary, having never tried it before.
"I'm a little nervous about it," Leslie admitted. "What if the kids wake up?"
"They won't," replies Mark, a little disdainfully, "They had a full day. Besides, this only should last an hour or so, right?"
"Yeah, about that..." I say, not revealing that these X pills are the strongest I'd ever had. If you know anything about Xctasy, the ride up can be intense.
Leslie looks unsure still, until Becca chimed in. "Don't worry, hon. It's fun."
And I added, "I can help you through the beginning. Then it's just awesome."
Leslie smiled and then seemed to make up her mind. "Okay."
I give two pills to everyone, which we all take with our beverages. I head off to the fridge to get some OJ and water, knowing full well that we're about to go for one helluva ride.
We had had a full dinner so I figured we'd have maybe 30 minutes before it kicked in. Becca announced that she and Mark were headed to the beach. I hand them the water and tell them we'd meet them out there. Becca reassures Leslie, who still looked a little worried.
"We'll meet you on the beach in a little bit, once it's kicked in. Since we've done it before, we know what to expect. Don't worry, you're in good hands with him..." (indicating me, which I appreciate).
Becca gives me a quick kiss as Mark bails out the back.
After they've gone, Leslie turns to me and asks what to expect.
"Well, it'll come on pretty hard. It's a rush, then it turns to a love buzz. You'll like to touch things. Your senses will become heightened. You'll feel a lotta of energy."
I didn't say that you'd love being touched, and that your inhibitions would drop. I also didn't say that with any luck I'll have my cock out at some point, and you'll be my target.
"If the ride up on the Xctasy becomes too much, tell me. I have remedies."
"Okay," Leslie says, smiling. "How do I know it's coming on?"
"Oh, you'll know," I says, laughing.
About 10 more minutes pass, and I start to feel it a little. My heart is ticking up a beat and the colors are getting more vivid. I am swigging OJ now, and I hand the bottle to Leslie, who inhales deeply before taking a slug.
Leslie is wearing white Capri jeans and a loose-fitting sweatshirt. Her brunette hair is cut to her shoulders, an expensive haircut. I'm in jeans and a t-shirt, and we're both barefoot. We stand closer and I notice her drink more OJ. "OJ tastes good on X, and it tastes good, " I say, as I notice her eyes widen slightly.
The Xctasy is kicking in. I can feel it and I can see she feels it too. She puts down the OJ on the counter and stands before me.
"Am I going to be okay?" Leslie asks, looking to me for reassurance.
"Do you feel it coming on?" I ask, knowing the answer.
"Yes..." she answers, breathing deeply. Her chest expands and contracts deeply, and her breasts jut out toward me, her nipples hardening a little. "I am not sure I like this..." she says, clearly on the upswing.
"Relax and breathe. The ride up is harder than the high you'll have after."
Leslie breathes deeply again and again. She tugs at her sweatshirt collar and then takes it off entirely, revealing a white tank top with a white athletic bra underneath.
"You will feel warmer, " I warn her," and you will want to lose a fair amount of your clothing..." I say this with straight confidence, but inside I have a hint of hopefulness.
"Yeah, feeling that.." Leslie says, unsteadily.
"Are you okay?" I ask, moving towards her. I take her arms and look deeply into her face. I can see she's going up the wall on a rocket. She pulls me close and hugs me, her chest heaving, her nipples hard. "Oh, fuuuuck," Leslie says, gutturally. "Fuck, this is a little scary."
