"Do you remember the last time we were here?" My sister Cherry asked as she leaned on the empty doorframe in the courtyard wall.
I was several steps ahead of her and had already entered the courtyard of our old home place. I turned and looked at her. A soft smile was flitting around the corners of her mouth. She remembered that day as well as I did and that hint of a smile said it all.
"Put your hands high above your head on the doorframe. Keep your left leg stiff and step out to the right with the other one while you let your hip slide left. All without your clothes on, that is. Granny wore my ass out for that little trick of yours." I told her.
"You weren't alone. I couldn't sit down for a week but it was worth it. I'm just glad she wasn't here a few minutes earlier."
"Yeah! A worn out ass would have been the least of our worries if she had found my head between your legs."
Cherry laughed. "It was for educational purposes only."
"Grannies sense of humor didn't extend that far believe me."
"Hey, you had to learn how to eat pussy somewhere and who better to teach you than someone who loved you."
I grinned at her and shook my head. "Oh yeah, you sure made the sacrifice and kept me at it until you couldn't hardly walk."
"You're the one to be talking. My poor jaws were sore for a week from the blowjob lessons." She told me.
"Someone had to teach you before you chewed some poor guys dick off."
Cherry laughed and then sighed. "Those were the days, weren't they?"
"Yeah they were."
We wandered around the old house in silence, each of us lost in memories of long ago. From a time when things had been simpler, easier, freer, when we had been young, innocent, and carefree. Back when Cherry had just graduated High school and I was working a good job. Back before Granny died and the family fell apart. The navy had been my way out and marriage had been Cherry's.
I had had enough years in to retire for a while but only lately had I lost that spark and drive to carry on. I was ready for a little dry ground and slow easy days relaxing on the porch in the sun. I'm not old, not in my own mind anyway, I'm just tired.
Cherry was a lucky find, as we hadn't kept in touch over the years. She had been managing the motel where I had stayed that first night I returned home. Now she was showing me around as I tried to decide what I wanted to do with the rest of my life. She was single again, only now she had two kids, two girls. Well, the oldest was away in college and the youngest was less than a year away from starting.
As we returned to the courtyard gate, Cherry asked, "Well, what do you think of the old place?"
"It'd take a lot of work and money to get it back anywhere near like it used to be."
"Work and time, yes but I don't agree on the money. The basic structures are sound on the house and the walls around the front and the back are solid. The roof needs replacing but doesn't leak as of yet. Then there's the hundred acres that surrounds the place. Fair land at a good price, you can't beat that anywhere."
"It ain't like I'm not going to have the time. Once I decide to do it, all I'll have will be time and more time." I paused and frowned at my sister. "That sounds boring as hell, doesn't it?"
She grinned and shook her head. "I'll have to find you a friend to practice your pussy eating on. Hell, I might give you a refresher course myself. It's not like my sex life is on a slow boat to hell or anything, but it could be better."
With a chuckle, I asked, "How are your blowjobs these days?"
"Ya know I've never had anyone complain about them, ever."
"Well, I must have been one hell of a teacher then."
"Naturally talented, or so I was told by the ex husband a few years ago."
"Yeah right, you looked like you were eating corn off a cob through a picket fence that first time and it felt that way to, as I remember it."
"Speaking of corn cobs," Cherry said. "Did that dick of yours ever get any longer or did it keep on getting wider. It was like trying to suck on a coke can. I thought all dicks were like that until I got married and found out that some of them were short and skinny."
"Is that what caused the divorce?" I asked jokingly.
"Nope, the asshole quit eating pussy. He never could fuck but at least he knew what to do when I sat on his face. When he wouldn't, I had no more use for him."
"You're just down right mean, Sis. You wanted him to work and eat pussy! A man has to draw the line somewhere."
"That fat fuck hadn't had a job in a year. Three strikes and you're out." Cherry said with a laugh.
She sobered quickly and looked at me hard as her hands went to the top of the door opening and her feet found the lower corners. Her legs were spread wide under the thin cotton sundress and her hard nipples were plainly visible as large bumps on top of her breasts under the cloth.
"It's been almost a year since he left and longer than that since I had my pussy ate." She whispered softly.
I untied the cord belt on the dress and slipped it out from around her waist. She watched my hands as I tested the strength of the cord. When I reached and gripped her wrists she took a deep ragged breath. "You wouldn't dare." She whispered.
