He pulled into the driveway of his dad's house, and sat in the car. He didn't want to come home from the summer, but the breakup with Ashley forced him to. He had no where else to go, and figured home would be his best bet. He could work, and save up money and be good to go come September, but living with his parents made him angry. He didn't like it for the 18 years he did live with them, but now, it was just his dad. His parents had split a few months ago, his mom ran off with some other guy. He figured it wouldn't be so bad, being just his dad and his sister, given that it was mainly his mom that had made his life so miserable before. He sighed, and got out of the car, grabbing his duffel bag from the back seat, and heading to the front door. He walked in the house, and was greeted by the cool air from the A/C and quietness.
"Hello?" he called out. He heard movement upstairs, and someone coming down the stairs.
"Ryan! Oh my god, you're finally home!" his sister, Kara exclaimed, embracing him in a hug. "Its been too long, you never come to visit!"
"Yea, well I'm home for 4 months, you'll get sick of me. Dad home?" Ryan asked.
"No, he went out with some buddies, still get over everything. I for one am happy mom left, she was such a bitch, I can't believe dad put up with that for almost 30 years."
Ryan nodded and sighed as he sat down at the breakfast bar. Kara pranced around the kitchen, and Ryan watched her. 'She's grown up, she is definitely not that 16 year old anymore,' he thought. At 18, Kara had grown into a nice woman. Perky breasts, nice tan legs, and her long, flowing brown hair made the look. She looked nothing like their mother, more like their dad, all having simple brown eyes, brown hair, tall and slender. It fit nicely with Kara, and Ryan found himself admiring her beauty.
"Are you hungry?" Kara asked, pulling Ryan out of his own mind.
"Uh, yea. What do we have?" he said, shaking his head, 'she is your sister man, get it together,' he thought. But she was stunning. And Ryan had gone through a breakup, and before that, hadn't gotten laid in over a month. He was almost desperate. 'Fuck!' he thought, 'I can't do that.' -- Later that evening, after dinner, and family conversation, Ryan made his way up to his old room. Thankfully, nothing had changed much. He made the bed and laid down, staring at the ceiling. His dad had gone to bed shortly before him, and he thought Kara was going to bed too. 'She is so fucking hot, her boobs have grown too,' Ryan thought too himself. 'Looks like she has been working out a bit too, I wonder if she has a boyfriend. He is one lucky son of a bitch, getting to fuck her! Wait, what the fuck, I can't think of my sister like that. It's too wrong, But fuck, I have to get laid. Maybe I'll call Tommy's ex, she is pretty hot, and always a slut,' Then Ryan heard a soft knock on his door.
"Ryan, you still awake?" Kara asked in the most innocent voice Ryan had ever heard.
"Yea, come in," Ryan said as he sat up. He looked down, and took a sigh of relief and thanked that he didn't have a hard on. Kara walked in and Ryan looked at her; she wore a white tank top, and pink pajama shorts that practically showed off her pussy and had her ass hanging out, her hair was down, and curled softly along her face. She was beautiful, and Ryan had to use every self of control to not throw her on the bed, or to not get a hard on.
"What's up?" Ryan asked, as Kara sat on his bed.
"I just can't sleep is all, guess I'm just really happy to have you home," she said, "its been hell living here with mom, without you. You always used to protect me. I knew you had to get out, but I kind of resented you for leaving me here."
"Well, I'm here now, and mom is gone, so lets try to make the most of it," he said, pulling her in for a hug.
"I hope we can be close again, like before, I miss that," Kara got closer to Ryan. He had to take a deep breath to restrain himself.
