Benjamin had a hard time trying to get to sleep. All he could think of was the huge wad of cum that, just a few hours ago, he'd shot all over his twin sisters chest and the second load that she swallowed. He masturbated, then finally fell asleep. In the bedroom down the hall, Rachael too, had just finished playing with herself.
Rachael had awoken to a beautiful morning. School had just left out for the summer. She smelled the aroma of bacon cooking. Dressed in a pair of shorts and a t-shirt, she went downstairs. Her father was at the stove; she kissed him good morning and helped set the table.
A little while later, Benjamin came down, looking a bit tired. "What's wrong, Benjamin?" Robert asked, "You look like you hadn't slept at all."
"I couldn't get my mind to shut off, so I read for a while" Benjamin replied.
"The Good Book, I trust!" Robert asked. Benjamin just chuckled.
During breakfast, Robert told the kids that he had to go away to the city for a few days to attend a seminar. Since they had animals, only one of the kids could go with him; the other had to stay and tend to the pets. Both declined, knowing that their father wouldn't be able to spend much time with them, so whomever went, they would be stuck in a room alone. It was summer - they wanted to do things, even if it meant staying home.
Robert left final instructions before leaving; but he trusted them...they'd never been bad kids. He left a phone number where he could be reached, and an emergency number for the nearest neighbors; about 12 miles away! He told Benjamin to work on getting the old '52 Chevy pick-up truck running. It had been Robert's dad's truck, but Robert himself never bothered with it. They could then run it around on the field roads to their friends homes.
Later during the day while Benjamin was working on the truck, Rachael set her mind to getting him to play with her. She went into the bathroom. About Β½ an hour later, she went to see how Benjamin was doing with the truck. She had changed into an old white summer dress, but wore no bra with it. He wasn't really paying much attention, though, his thoughts centered around getting the old Chevy running.
When he finally did look in her direction, he was captivated by her beauty. "Damn, Rach...you look wonderful in that dress." The white material didn't hide the fact that she was braless; her hard nipples poking out towards him.