Dr. Mabuse's Stories of Incest: Dan and Connie
Hello, my name is Dan. I graduated from high school in 1971 and attended community college the following fall. My part time job just barely covered college expenses and party money, so I was still living with my parents. My sister, Connie, graduated high school the year before me and married her longtime boyfriend this summer. Connie and her husband had a one bedroom apartment in a brick four family flat which are very common in the south end of our city. Connie's husband had received his draft notice later that year and to avoid being drafted, he enlisted in the state National Guard.
While he would not be away for several years, he still had to do six months of basic training starting in March. The neighborhood they lived in was relatively safe but Connie did not want to be by herself for those 6 months. They asked me if I would live at their apartment with Connie while he was gone and that I could use their living room as my bed room. The living room had the good stuff, their stereo, tv, and a couch that had a hideaway bed. My sister and I were not that close but we got along very well together and I didn't have to live with my parents for six months. I was all for it.
March rolled around. Connie gave me a key the morning her husband was shipping to boot camp and I moved in the next day. I didn't have much, just a box of clothes and my favorite records. We didn't see much of each other during the day because of our schedules. Connie worked for the city government at 8 in the morning and my first class didn't start until about 10. I went to work after classes and wouldn't get to the apartment until about 8 in the evening. I usually brought home fast food for us as neither one of us were much for cooking. Connie has quiet that first week when her husband left. She eventually perked up. It was much like when we were younger in the evenings. We would sit on the couch and watch TV until Carson was over. I would be wearing briefs and maybe a T shirt while Connie always wore oversized college T shirts. Connie looked the same after a year or so marriage, same platinum blond hair in a flip, big green eyes, and nice petite body with about a 34c bust and hips that could be somewhat smaller. The only real hassle about living there was pulling the bed out of the couch and pushing it back in the morning.
Everything was going good except when May rolled around. Connie's husband told us that they would be in a 2 month security black out and that she would not hear from him and she could not contact him by phone or mail. Connie was assigned a special project at work that required overtime and weekends for that month. I was concentrating on finals and trying to work as well. May was all work and no play. Connie and I made a deal that when her project was over in June that we would celebrate and have some fun.
Summer came early that May. The temperatures were in the high 80's during the day really didn't cool off in the evenings. It was very uncomfortable as the only window air conditioner was in the bedroom and the living room stayed warm. Connie and I were watching TV on the couch after my sleepless warm night.
"Dan, it is too hot in here for you and really too hot to watch TV in here. Let's move the TV into the bedroom and you can sleep in my bed. There should be plenty of room for both of us in that king size one." said Connie.
I completely agreed and moved the TV to the top of her bedroom dresser. It was so nice to be in a cool room and a very comfortable bed. Lacking sleep from the other night, I feel asleep before 10. I woke up around 5 in the morning snuggled next to Connie with my arm around her waist and my hard dick in my briefs pushing on her back. She appeared to be asleep and I slowly untangled myself as I didn't want to cause any embarrassment for me or her. As the hot days continued, I slept with my sister in her bed.
There were more times that I snuggled with her and at times she was asleep holding me and sometimes had her head resting on my chest. I enjoyed her snuggling and loved to smell the perfume in her hair from the day before. Neither one of us said anything to each other about it. I wondered if she enjoyed it too?
Eventually, the first weekend of June came around. My classes were over and Pam's project duty had ended with a large overtime check to spend. Connie suggested that we go to a nice place for dinner (on her) and go dancing somewhere. She used to go dancing with her husband every Saturday night and she really missed it. Connie even commented that it was like having a date but it wasn't cheating since I was her brother. I was anxious to go and be in the company of an attractive woman. Honestly, since school was out and my co workers were all male, there were not many opportunities to meet new women and go out on a date. I could see that Connie had a couple of tough months and really needed to be treated right with a lot of attention. I told Connie that I would take care of everything and she would have a special evening. Little did either of us know how special it would turn out.
Saturday afternoon and we were busy getting ready for the evening. There was some real excitement in the air as we were anticipating having a good time which we hadn't experienced for awhile. I had this black low turtleneck T to with this great leisure outfit. It was about 6 o'clock and I was killing time watching TV, waiting for Connie to finish getting ready. She walked out of her bedroom and I was stunned. She had on this great green blouse, white mini skirt, wide leather belt with a lot of brass, and knee high white boots.
"What do you think?" asked Connie as she twirled around
"I think every man will be jealous of me tonight" I said as I could not take my eyes off her. I put my arm around her waist and said "let's go". We walked down the stairs of the flat and it was then I noticed that Connie wasn't wearing a bra that night. They jiggled so nice as we descended to the street. We walked down the street to where we usually park our cars and stopped next to this black El Dorado. Putting out the keys, I opened the passenger door and said "step in"
"Where and how did you get this great car?" exclaimed Connie.
"My boss let me borrow his since I wanted something nice for a special occasion and he owed me a favor for covering for one of his screw ups. You like? Feels nice not having to drive those wrecks we're driving. Sit back and enjoy!" said Dan as he pulled away from the curb in the smooth comfort of this El Dorado. Connie was impressed!
"Where are we going for dinner?" asked Connie
"Its' a surprise" I said
"Well, here, you need this" said Connie as stuffed a roll of bills into my pocket. "This is my treat from the overtime money but I know you don't want me giving you this at the restaurant or paying the bill, myself"
"Thanks Connie, you know how guys are even if they are as broke as I am" I said with a laugh. It was when she was sliding the money into my pocket that I noticed what nice nails my sister had. They were very smooth and polished with a pearl color that matched her lipstick. We drove down the highway with the radio turned up. The station was playing Billy Preston's "Will it go round in a Circle" and Connie was bobbing side to side, singing along with lyrics. We pulled up to a brightly neon lighted building as two valet parking attendants opened our doors and ushered us in.
"The Playboy Club!" exclaimed Connie, "How did you manage this?"
I leaned over and whispered in her ear, "My boss gave me his club key. He said the steaks are the best in town and the dance floor on the second level is great." We were escorted to the front counter where I showed the house bunny the club key and told her we had reservations for dinner. Bunny Diane came over, escorted us to our table, and asked us for our drink order. Neither one of us was 21 yet but if you got in you were served. Connie just looked at me funny not knowing what to order but I told the bunny to bring vodka Collins for both of us which broke Connie into a big smile.
"I'm glad you know what to order. I don't want to look stupid here." Connie whispered to me. "Was does a Collins taste like?"
"They are kind of like lemonade but real tart with some orange flavor" I said. The bunny brought our drinks and handed us our menus. The food order was going to be easier than our drink order. We toasted our drinks and I could see that Connie really liked the taste of her Collins. We placed our steak orders and as expected, the meal and service was exceptional. I kept the conversation light and avoided bringing up the subject of work or her husband. We had ordered our third round of Collins drinks and Connie was feeling the effect as she was very relaxed, almost giddy. I paid the tab and we took our drinks up to the second floor were everyone was dancing. There was a DJ playing records with the volume cranked up and as many lighting effects as you could pack into a single room. Connie and I danced for about an hour before I went to get another set of drinks.
As I came back, Connie said "So many guys really liked the way we danced and wanted to dance with me. I told them that you were my husband and we don't share dance partners!"
We took a breather, finished our drinks, and danced for another hour or so. The DJ finally played a slow big band song as it was getting later in the evening. Connie and I held each other close and we slowly glided across the dance floor to the music. I could feel Connie's nipples pushing into my chest and for the first time ever, I was getting a hard on just being close with my sister. It felt nice and I was enjoying the moment. When the song ended, Connie wanted to leave as her feet where starting to really hurt in those white boots. I put my arm around her and we walked to the entrance where the valet parking attendants had the El Dorado waiting. I slipped them a few bucks, they closed our doors and we were headed for home. While we were dancing, apparently a big thunderstorm has passed through the city. Everything was wet and large puddles of waters slid across the polished Cadillac. We were both quiet for about half the trip home and I guess we were catching our breath and feeling the effects of Tom Collins and dancing. Connie starting talking, telling me what a great time she had and how nice the surprise was. It was the best time she had in a long while. Me too! As we parked close to the apartment, I could see that the thunderstorm had knocked out the power in our neighborhood. The street lights were working so getting to the building wasn't too bad. I held Connie closely with my arms around her waist as I didn't want her to trip from the wet pavement or the dark streets.
