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MY SISTER JEAN. Chapter 16-17 By Billy G Chapter 16 Jean's Confession (16 Part 2
/ Chapter 17/) It was a warm morning, the type of warmth you know will precede a
hot day. I was aware of a vague malaise, a sense of lethargy that was rooted in
the sameness of the last week of uncharacteristic heat. Normally the cooling
breezes of the Pacific, ten or fifteen miles over the coastal range, held off
the valley heat. Must be some kinda low trapped right here, I concluded. Still,
I was feeling a bit restless and decided to take a hike into the Open Space
District contiguous with our home. I wondered idly if Jean would like to go with
me, but she wasn't in her room and the downstairs was equally quiet. Grabbing a
hiking stick from the bamboo rack, I walked out on the trellised deck in the
back and found my mom and Jean sitting in the half-shade, looking out over the
pond. They were leaning toward each other, apparently having a whispered
conversation. Both were wearing white shorts and T-shirts, probably I thought,
to play tennis. It wasn't the first time I'd observed just how much alike they
looked. Both were tan and fit, each with long, attractive legs. And that
surprised me, for I'd not really thought of my mother in any way but as my mom.
"Hi, ladies. What's happenin'?" Mom hesitated a moment, finishing something she
was telling Jean and looked up. "Hi, yourself, dude. You look like you're going
to take a walk." "Yeah. Anyone wanna walk with me?" Mom answered, "A little
later perhaps? I'm too settled right now." Jean smiled and said, "Me too, Billy.
A little later?" It was never easy for me to hear "No" as an answer, but I knew
that's just the way it was this morning. I told myself it didn't have anything
to do with me they just had other things on their minds. Looking up at the early
morning sun over the Eucalyptus trees to the east, I replied, "It's a little
warm now. But it's gonna be hotter'n the dickens in a few hours. You know me and
the heat. Think I'll go for it now. Catch you later." I loved the miles of Open
Space above our house and I'd rather walk with someone, but in the face of my
teenage-impaired tolerance for delayed gratification, I just couldn't wait and
took off up the hill into the redwood grove. Even in the relative cool of the
morning, I seemed to seek out the shaded spots as I unconsciously choose to walk
down into the wooded ravine rather than up to the open country. I'd discovered
this trail - I thought of it as mine - my secret trail, until the Open Space
people had widened it and made it more attractive. At first I had a resentment.
I just knew that it'd be overrun with hikers now that it was no longer a secret.
I needn't have worried. In the years since it'd been open up, I'd not seen a
single person. So it had again reverted to being "my trail." The stream at the
bottom was running full and on an impulse, I pulled off my boots and dropped my
feet into the coolness of the runoff. As often happens around the sound of
running water, soon I had to take a leak. I smiled at myself, standing knee-deep
in the stream, my dick out, watching the arc of my stream as it splashed into
the water. "How pleasant," I thought, and closed my eyes, feeling the breeze and
listening to the forest sounds. An image of Jean and my mom, tanned legs
stretched out, flashed and without choosing, I fell into that reverie. They were
both very attractive women and I'd become fascinated, even mesmerized, with my
sister Jean in the past year. Actually, fascination is not a strong enough term.
Our natural affection and apparent mutual horniness had led us into "almost
doin' it" several times but so far we'd restricted ourselves, mostly just
talking about it with an occasional sexual foray into limited but very intimate
touching. Except for the time she gave me a blow job...or the time I kissed her
pussy. Yeah, I guess you could say that was a tad more than intimate touching,
huh? I slowly became aware that I'd stopped peeing and was standing there,
holding a now-erect cock in my hand. "You're hopeless, Billy," I concluded, "a
hopeless horndog." Turning back to get my boots, I stepped on a round river rock
that suddenly turned, dumping me on my ass in the stream. "Shit!" It was summer,
but the runoff was cold! I got up slowly, looking down at my soaked shorts,
water running out of my shorts, down my legs and thought, "No way I'm going for
a long walk this way. Guess I'll go back and change." Returning home, Jean and
Mom were no longer sitting on the back deck, so I stripped off my wet clothes on
the side deck and before going in to change, I decided to take a soak in the hot
tub. "They must have gone to the tennis courts," I reasoned. As I was folding
back the cover of the tub, I heard the back slider door open and then close
followed by Mom's voice. I was startled, not so much that I'd be caught bare
assed - that was no huge deal - although I don't think my mother had seen my ...
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