All characters are at least 18 years old.
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Sarah
I sat on the bench outside my apartment and waited for Adam to show up. It was the last week in August and we were driving up to the family cabin in the mountains in Washington, where our parents would meet us the next day. Adam was one year older than me. We hadn't seen each other in over eight months, as he went to college in another state. I was starting first year of college in the beginning of September, and Adam second year. I couldn't wait to see him again; eight months was the longest we'd ever gone without seeing each other. Suddenly a car pulled up in front of me.
Adam stepped out of the car and grinned. I dropped my bags and ran into his arms, hugging him tight into me. "Hey sis", he laughed. I squeezed him tighter and he laughed again. As I was hugging him I noticed how much bulkier and broader he had gotten since I saw him last. He clearly hadn't stopped working out. I could feel his muscular body pressed into mine. I noticed Adam giving me a funny look and I pulled away quickly.
"How are you?" I gushed. He looked like he had gotten taller as well. He stood at well over six foot, broad and ripped. His sandy hair fell into his tan face, just above sky blue eyes.
"Oh I'm great. All the better for seeing you again." His eyes crinkled. He reached down and lifted my bags. "Come on, we better go if we want to get there before dark." I nodded and followed him to the car...
Adam
I could hardly keep me eyes off Sarah as I drove. She had really filled out since I had seen her last, and the tiny denim shorts and tank top she wore highlighted this. Her cleavage strained against the white material, and I looked like she wasn't wearing a bra. 'Eyes on the road, Adam', I told myself. We chatted and caught up during the seven hour car journey. When we arrived at the holiday home it was pitch dark outside. We were glad to be finally out of the car and I stretched to relieve my aching muscles. I saw Sarah surreptitiously glance where my top rode up over my taut stomach.
I unlocked the door and Sarah plopped immediately down on the couch and switched the TV on. "I guess I'll just bring the bags in my myself then", I muttered sarcastically. Sarah grinned. I brought the bags in and left them in our respective rooms. I set a fire for the next day, but didn't light it as it was so late. After all that I was hot and sweaty. "I'm going to take a shower before bed", I told Sarah. She nodded, still flicking around on the TV. Her legs were spread out in a lazy pose. I couldn't help but think about what was in between them.
I went in and had my shower. There was no hot water, but that was fine. I jerked off to relieve some of the tension. Before I could finish the shower turned off and the lights flickered out. From the sitting room Sarah screamed. "Aw shit", I mumbled. Ever since we were kids Sarah had a terrible fear of the darkness. I quickly wrapped a towel around my waist without drying off and felt my way out into the during room, following the screams. "Shh, it's okay. It's okay. I'm hear." I immediately went to the fireplace and fumbled around for the matches. When I found them I quickly lit the fire that I had set earlier, and some of the candles around the mantelpiece. Sarah, illuminated on the couch, was still sobbing. I shuffled over to her.