Jenny sat quietly and watched the countryside pass the window of the train. She had never been to this part of the country before, it seemed so isolated and remote. The rolling hills and forested valleys were newly alive with the warmth of the coming summer. She watched without any real interest in the view as her mind kept going back to the chance encounter with her brother James. She hadn't seen him in many years, not since that terrible day when their father had caught them in the barn. They had been playing a game they had devised daring one another to undress, to show their naked bodies to each other. This particular day they had progressed beyond being naked together and were hesitantly exploring their own bodies responses.
Father had exploded in rage and dragged them still naked to the house were he confronted their mother. He accused her of not being a good mother in allowing such things to happen. Mother had held them to her and tried to defend them and her self, saying that such things were a natural development in growing children. Jenny flinched at the memory the blow her mother had taken as they had been wrenched away from her arms. She and her brother had been sent to dress listening to the loud angry words from downstairs. Father had collected a few of his things and loaded them in the buggy. As he drove away he told them they were going to live somewhere else were he could keep a closer eye on them and punish them if they ever repeated the terrible thing they had done.
The buggy had gone only a short distance when James jumped out and began to run away. Jenny started to follow but her father had grabbed her arm forcing her back and drove on without even looking back. Jenny had lost her brother and her mother that day and she had missed them terribly. She had no idea how to find them as she had been quite young and she came to accept that she would never see them again. Strangely she had never regretted the intimate moments with James.
Life had been different after that day but she had survived. Her father had died some years later but she was old enough then to care for herself. She had learned to be a seamstress and supported herself and had even had discrete lovers but without the magic of love to make her want to commit to marriage. James had found her one day as she shopped for cloth in a wholesale warehouse. He had been buying cloth lots for the dry goods store where he worked. He had recognized her immediately. He was tall and handsome and seemed very happy. She had taken him to her little flat where they talked until very late. James brought her up to date on his life as she shared hers. Neither regretted the loss of their father and James was adamant that every thing would be put right now. He insisted that Jenny come with him to meet his wife and family and he was certain that once she met them and visited the little village where they lived she would agree to live there with them. They had parted with embraces and kisses and tears. Jenny assured James that she would consider his offer and let him know. Now after she had made her arrangements and considerations she was on the way to meet him, her beloved brother.
Evening had come by the time the train arrived and Jenny wondered if she would need to find lodging for the night. James had informed her by letter that he made all the arrangements for tickets and that the train did not come to his little village but that he would be there to take her on to his home. There were only a few other passengers leaving the train with her and most seemed to have arrived home to be met by others, however she saw no sign of her brother. Jenny gathered her meager luggage from the porter and went to the ticket window. As she was about to ask after a hotel she heard her name called out. There was James at the end of the platform. She rushed to him only to be swept off her feet and embraced. Quite unexpectedly James kissed her lips instead of her cheek. The kiss lasted and grew more passionate until she realized where they were and pushed him away. She was gasping for breath and felt warm all over from the greeting. She felt quite aroused. James was laughing and holding her hands and telling her how happy he was that she had come. He put her bag in his carriage and helped her up and started off into the night for his village.
The ride began with excited recollections of the trip, with explanations of her arrangements where she lived, and with her brother's descriptions of the country side and his family and home. It eventually darkened completely and fatigue caught up with Jenny. She fell asleep leaning against her brother's shoulder, his arm around her. As she gave in to sleep she was struck by how very good it felt to be in her brother's arms again. At some point in the journey a bump perhaps woke her to find that her head was in her brother's lap and she felt what could only be his hard cock under her cheek. Rather than making an awkward issue of it she turned as if in sleep and moved her head away. Presently she again fell asleep only to dream of the wonderful things they had discovered in the barn and of her brother's hard cock.
James woke Jenny up as they entered the quiet little village. She looked at the neat houses and yards in the street lamps as they passed and liked what she saw. It seemed peaceful and serene, very like a home should be. James lived in a cottage just passed the edge of town and they soon arrived. Jenny was apprehensive about meeting her brother's wife and family but James explained that they were away for the night. He showed her to a room in the back and put her bag down and went to put the carriage away. She looked around the clean little room and smiled at its welcome feeling. There was a washbasin and water she used and was just removing her things from the travel bag when James returned.
"Jenny, I can't tell you how much I have looked forward to this day. To have you here at last in my home, hopefully to stay." He said as he again took her in his arms. This embrace was not the intense first meeting kind but one of warmth and comfort. He held her with one arm as he gathered her face in his other hand and tilted it back. His lips covered hers as his hand went to the back of her neck and held her to him. Jenny melted into the kiss returning his ardor until she felt his tongue part her lips. She tried to push away but her brother held her lips to his as he explored her tongue with his.
"No!" she gasped, "you mustn't. We can't!"
"Oh, but we can!" he said into her mouth. "I love you. I have missed you so much and now I can have you back. Everything will be different now, you will see, you will understand. I have so many things to explain and to show you. But first…"
James picked his sister up and carried her to the bed laying her out in its center. He bent over her and again kissed her as he mounted the bed beside her. Jenny didn't know what to think but her brother's kisses and the wave of emotion that washed over her to be with him again wiped her mind clear of objection. She returned his kisses and her tongue to his. She was hardly aware of his hands as he loosened the bodice of her dress. Her skirts were gathered up as his hand caressed her thigh. She listened to his soft whispers as her brother told her how long he had imagined having her in his bed, of how they had undressed for each other and how very pretty she had been when she was naked for him. His words came like warm lotion softening her reluctance and soothing her body as he gradually removed her clothes. She moved when he guided her, their lips barely touching but never quite losing contact, until she was naked beside him.
