While this story does not have Julie in it, it will none the less lead into a very interesting encounter in future chapters. So consider this a "set up" story. Enjoy!
"That sounds great Sis! See you then, Love you too!" Anne said getting off the call from her sister.
"What's up?" Karl asked.
"Bill is going out of town this weekend, so Pam thought it would be fun for us to get together, just her and me. Is that OK babe?" Anne replied.
"Sure. I'll play a little more golf!" Karl confirmed.
The drive to her sister's house was a short three hours and they both hugged and went inside, Pam popping a bottle of wine. They reminisced, laughed, ate and decided to hit the hot tub. Anne put on her see through suit, Pam wore a slinky bikini since it was just the two of them. Pam was a little shorter than Anne at about five foot three, and was in great shape, with an ass that every man admired, and a pair of 35D breasts that were full and firm.
"Damn Sis!" Pam exclaimed, seeing her sister in the see through bikini.
"Damn yourself! If those boobs get any bigger, they'll explode!" Anne replied.
"Yeah, but man, does Bill love 'em!" Pam retorted with a smile.
They settled into the tub and relaxed, letting the jets massage their backs. Pam reached over and, opening a small wooden box, produced a joint.
"Where did you get that?" Anne asked, a bit shocked that her younger sister would have it.
"Well, it seems as though that naughty Julie left it behind the last time she was home, so I figured, what the hell." Pam giggled.
"Better be careful Pam, we don't know how strong that shit is." Anne cautioned as Pam lit the joint.
It turned out to be a medium buzz, but a buzz non-the-less, and with the two bottles of wine they had consumed, the two were feeling no pain.
"I haven't been stoned since college." Pam admitted. "You?"
"Oh, Karl and I have a stash we break out every once in a while." Anne casually responded.
"Really? You guys are stoners?" Pam asked.
"I wouldn't call us stoners, but yeah, we enjoy it." Anne replied with a smile.
"So do you smoke with friends or just the two of you?" Pam pressed.
"Both. It gets Karl, 'frisky'" Anne replied with her own giggle.
"Mmmm, I'd like to see that husband of yours 'frisky'." Pam blurted out, then realized what she had said. "I mean, God, I'm sorry Anne."
"Don't sweat it Sis, every woman I know wants to see Karl frisky." Anne said, matter-of-factly. "And many have..." Now Anne caught herself, forgetting who she was talking to.
"OK, what does THAT mean?" Pam slurred, the wine and pot taking effect. She had caught Anne in something. "Come on, what does that mean, Anne?"
"Well, it means that we do more than smoke weed with some of our friends." Anne stated, trying to get out of the mess she made for herself.
"So, you guys swing? That's OK, so do we!" Pam said. Anne was shocked, her jaw dropping. "Yep, we've only done it a few times with Mark and JoAnn, but we did. Tell me about you guys?"
"So, you guys have swapped. Have you swung though?" Anne asked cautiously.
"What's the difference?" Pam asked innocently.
Anne began to explain everything to Pam, everything but Julie. She told Pam about the orgies, the NFL players, and the swing clubs. Pam was stunned.
"Oh my God." Pam said. "My sister. My brother-in-law. Two people I would never have thought. But it's so fucking hot! So, you talked about the guys, but what about girls...Have you?"
"Yes Sis. Girls too." Anne answered.
"When you're with a girl, do you ever think back to college, and, well, us?" Pam questioned, knowing that she had masturbated many times to the Summer sessions her and her sister had when Anne was a Senior and Pam was a Junior.
"No, I save those thoughts for when I'm alone." Anne replied in a low, sensual voice.
"I...I masturbate thinking of it. JoAnn isn't into it, so we've never done it when the four of us have been together. The men want to see it, but she just won't." Pam said, to no one in particular.
"I masturbate thinking of it too." Anne added, a tense pause hanging between them.
Pam leaned in and placed a small kiss on her sister's lips, hoping Anne would reciprocate. Anne pressed in, returning the initial kiss with a deeper, French kiss. They kissed for about five minutes, one not knowing if the other wanted to take things further. Anne broke the stalemate when she reached around and untied Pam's top, letting it fall, exposing an exquisite pair of breasts. Anne traced down Pam's neck until she found a nipple and began licking and sucking on it.
"Yes." Pam said as she took her sister's head into her hands and gently forced Anne to keep doing what she was doing. Pam's hands rose to find Anne's breasts, and she began fondling them, pinching the nipples as she did.
Anne kissed Pam again, stood her up in the hot tub, and gently untied Pam's bottoms, her pussy just below the waterline. Anne then gently placed her hands on Pam's hips and guided her to the edge of the tub, where Pam sat, spreading her legs and anticipating something she hadn't experienced for fifteen years. Anne began out near Pam's knees and gently kissed her way to her sister's pussy, where she began lightly licking and sucking on Pam's clit. Anne then straightened her tongue and began sliding it in and out of Pam, then licking again, driving Pam crazy.
