Bridge over Crawfish Creek (Closed to Sinful & Morph)

[Sinful_whispers]

Gerald and Mary rocked back and forth upon the front porch looking out into the large hay fields around them. The big dark pink sun was dropping drown fast upon the horizon. Another hot and muggy day in store for tomorrow and neither of the two felt like working the ranch. They were tired now, and they knew that it was time to close up and begin to enjoy their lives. They were both sixty one and wanted to travel around before they were too old to enjoy that pleasure. Both had worked hard ever since they were knee high to a grasshopper up till this day. They had raised a beautiful set of children, one girl and one boy who were off in college making a career for themselves.

They started a family late in life; they wanted to have their lives started and well into a good life before bringing children into the world. They both came from the poor side of the tracks and never wanted that for their own children. Gerald took Mary’s hand, looked to her and spoke. “You call the kids and tell them what was going on in a couple weeks?”

“Yes, I did. In fact I did it the night we decided that were selling the ranch.” Mary replied as she laced her fingers within her husbands giving a squeeze and listened the creaking of the loose floor boards of the porch as they rocked away in the cedar hand made rockers Gerald had made for them with his own two hands.

“Good, good.” Gerald replied.

“They should be headed in this weekend. Funny thing honey, I had been thinking about this for a long time now. They never arrive home at the same time. That always puzzled me, one coming and the other going or visa versa. I know both have been busy I just wish they had more time for each other these days. I can remember back, they were never away from one another.” She said with a chuckle. “They were always down under the bridge at Crawdad creek too, coming home drenched and muddy from the swimming hole and catching crawdads.” She chuckled, thinking back, wondering what ever happened between her twins.

Gerald laughed with his wife as they shared a few fond memories of their twin’s younger years. “Remember the time neither would sleep without the other for about a month? Damned those horror stories they insisted on listening to at Ol' Man Jeb's place. I could have skinned that ol' man alive so many times that one summer month.” He laughed again with a hearty laugh. “We raised a great kids Mom, both now finished up with college this week. Hell, Mark’s proved what a damned good business man he’ll be already with his own house at the age of twenty two. Michelle’s got a career ahead of her in the fashion world once she’s done here for the summer. Fine, fine kids mom we should be proud.” Mary nodded her head in agreement and then sighed softly looking over the front part of their 200 acre spread. They were going to ask the kids if they wanted the homestead but they figured neither wanted to come back to the ranch again after having a taste of the city life.

Michelle was busy tying up loose ends at college. She had taken the last of her final exams and graduated with top honors. She had agreed to go back home to Oregon and spend the summer at the ranch before their childhood home, their only home was sold. There was so much she needed to go through and lug back with her to store in her warehouse loft apartment. Perhaps she thought, she’ll just store it there and send payments.

Walking down the sidewalk she tucked her train ticket within her purse and went home to pack. She had a few more things to do before leaving out the following evening. She had two college friends subletting her place so she didn’t need to worry about anything happening while she was away for a couple months. Too much happens in New York City for her to just leave it there unattended.

That day finished quickly, she had gotten packed and called letting her folks know she’d be in at the station in three days. Her and her twin hadn’t been in touch much since leaving home. They spoke on holidays and that was about it. Even those calls were quick hellos, doing well see you later type calls. There was so much tension between them. Michelle curled up and went to sleep letting the night engulf her like a warm fleece blanket.

She awoke later in the morning than she was used to, she got her shower and ran the last few errands, wrote notes for her two friends so they knew what was where and such and posted them on the refrigerator. Time went by quickly; last time she glanced at the clock it was three PM, now it was six PM. She got ready made sure everything was nice and neat and then got anything she needed at last moment. By the time that was done she was out the door, in the taxi that was waiting and on her way to the train station.

Once Michelle boarded she got comfortable in her own small sleeper compartment. It had all the comforts of home, at least what she needed for the three day trip. It was now almost midnight and she was restless, she tried reading, working crosswords nothing seemed to keep her attention as the trail moved along the rail. She changed into her sleepwear and curled up in bed resting her eyes until her cell phone rang. Picking it up, she flipped open the top and looked at the name and number then sighed.

“Hello Mark. It’s almost midnight I hope everything is okay?” she said to her twin brother on the other end. He never called her this late, and she knew it wasn’t a holiday. Michelle laid in her bunk as the sounds of the train moving along chimed in almost making it hard for her to hear him speak. Reaching up she ran her long thin fingers through her hair twirling it about. Michelle hadn’t seen him in going on five long years. She’d often wondered if they still held the same facial features or hard they outgrown that. She’d wondered if he was involved or if he had regrets…thinking that’s probably why they grew apart, and yet twins were supposed to stay close. Both headed their own ways, him on the west coast, her on the east coast. The whistle was sounding as it blocked him out.”

“Hmm? Hold On I can’t hear you Mark, please repeat it in a second.” She said as the whistle finally stopped. “Now, go ahead please.”

 

[Morpheus1981]

After pulling into the driveway of his new beachouse overlooking the Pacific Ocean, Mark placed the old stickshift on "P" and stepped out of his nicely restored '67 Royal Blue Vette. While grabbing his briefcase out of the backseat, he happened to glance out the rear window and saw Mrs. Simmons from next door looking over at him. After pulling out of the car and closing the door he gave the sexy MILF next door a quick wave and then rushed off inside to call his pretty twin sister Michelle. Getting his share of pussy was never a problem for him now but somehow he never felt quite as sexually fulfilled as those days back in the Midwest with.. her.

His mind was drifting to thoughts of her more than usual that day and he decided to give her a call last that night and check up on how she was doing with her new life on the East coast. It had been five long years since he had seen Michelle and he wondered what she looked like now.. her long hair..the way she dressed..did she still have the same features as him or had she changed a bit? He didn't like to think if she was involved with another guy, so he always just seemed to subconsciously push that out of his mind.

Wandering through the cluttered foyer, he stopped at the small table and reached up and ran his fingers over the older picture of his twin sister when she was 17 hanging on the wall above and then quickly looked down and checked his messages on the blinking machine.. a few from assorted friends and boring various business contacts..nothing special. After glaring up at the picture on the wall again, a quick *sigh* escaped his lips and he decided to take an evening swim in the ocean out back and went up to his bedroom to change.

The cool water had felt good against his roughened skin. He was glad that he had moved out here to California and bought this brand new beachouse for himself at 22 after all those years of hard work.. this house on the ocean, the car, the fast women..all the perks that came along with his high-level but stressful job as a hedge fund manager had made his life interesting..even though he still felt that familiar & painful twinge of emptyness every now and then that he just couldn't quite describe..

"M..Michelle is that you sis? It's me...MARK"

 

[Sinful_whispers]

With the sound of the train whistle she couldn’t hear anything on her cell phone; she clicked it off and placed it aside her pillow deciding to let her voice mail take all her calls until morning. She knew he would try calling back and she just wasn’t feeling up to talking, her day was long and all she wanted to do was sleep. Michelle closed her eyes once more and drifted off into a sound sleep.

Her mind drifted back to when she was in her younger years old, she and Mark were running through the hay field holding hands, their fingers laced as they kept a tight grip, they never wanted to be separated. They raced like that down to the old rickety wooden bridge that went over a small creek their Daddy called Crawfish Creek. It was loaded with ‘mudbugs’, they would catch a pail full, wading in the water then run them up to the house and dump them out counting their catch for the day. Daddy would either use them to take them fishing with or Momma would cook them up with a spice for them to snack on while sitting on the front porch watching the sun go down and the moon rise high.

Ripping the heads off them, and sucking the meat out became second nature as they ate so many of them. Michelle could see Mark sitting at the long table at the country fair in her dream shoveling away the craw daddies trying to win first prize for the most eaten in so many minutes. He won once when he was younger, beating the boy who had been a winner for five years running. Michelle and Momma were so proud of him, and Daddy bragged around town about his son that summer. That same summer, they shared their first kiss, in her mind she could see them sitting at the bridge, a new one that Pa had replaced the other on with. They were dipping their toes in the water and Mark leaned over and kissed her cheek, then as Michelle turned to look at him, he kissed her lips.

Michelle remembers not stopping him, she remembers how his lips were soft, and it was a lot different than a normal brother and sister kiss. Time seemed to go on, and so did their love for one another grow more than siblings should. She could feel the changes within her body, the way the girls talked among themselves listening to the chatter about a bo and such. They talked about the same feelings Mark and Michelle felt for one another.

It was their eighteenth birthday, and Momma and pa threw a big shi-bang for them. There were people from all over attending the party held on the back lawn of the house. They had been relatively well known due to Daddy selling cattle to locals and Momma and her bakery pies and jams she sold and gave away. That was the night that Michelle got kissed hard and deep from one other than her brother. His name was Bill bob and he was a son of the town mayor. He had his eyes upon Michelle from the time they were little on up. Billy Bob always felt shy around her so he never asked her out till that night and she accepted. Michelle heard the whistle and woke, laying there thinking back upon her dream.

Michelle remembers how her brother was upset she had a date, how he yelled at her that evening when everyone was outside. She knew that that moment on things were no longer the same anymore. No, she knew before that way, way before that yet didn’t care to yield to her gut. What happened between them over the years wasn’t right, but it happened and nothing could change it. Their love grew and she knew it was impossible to let it blossom into something wonderful. Something that was to come between two people so madly in love that they couldn’t bare to be without the other, they were twins which made it even harder yet to fight.

That date was her once and only one, Michelle hated hurting Mark. They had graduated and moved to separate coasts and hardly kept in contact. She knew facing him was the hardest thing she had to do; she didn’t wish to know if those feelings were there any longer. This was a test she thought, she was going to go through something she wasn’t ready for but it was too late to turn back now. In order for her to go on with her life she had to get through this first. She had changed so much in the past five years. She had a year long relationship with William Anderson, he had moved in with her for a while but it didn’t last. He had taught her all kind of new things in bed that she’d have never even experienced unless she left her small hometown of 346 people.

William taught her how to tease, how to have sex in public places and not get caught or be ashamed of her body. He taught her how to be sexy, he taught her how to be a whole other person than what she was once, and he helped her grow. Michelle reached up and wiped a single tear from her eye, he also taught her how it felt to hurt, to have her heart crushed into shards. Since him she tossed herself into her schooling and it showed, she was a class ‘A’ fashion designer. She had people wanting her to design for them once the summer was over. Michelle hadn’t told her parents yet that she was moving abroad to Paris, to design for a very upscale business couple in the fashion world. She figured once she was settled and the summer was near over that’s when she’d break the news, perhaps she thought they would even come visit her once or twice and she would fly back home, where ever they decided home would be.

Michelle sat up and slipped from the bunk and then turned her phone on while she got dressed and did her hair. Checking her messages there was none, not even mark calling back. She thought he’d probably got the hint that the train wasn’t the best place to try and phone her at but who knew what he was thinking, she didn’t there had been to much time pasted between them for her to try and think what went through his head.

She placed her long hair up upon her head and pinned it down tightly, allowing a few strands to dangle around her face. Then applied a little color to her eyes and zipped and buttoned her jeans after tucking in her t-shirt. Michelle slipped on her white Fila’s and headed out of the private sleeping quarters and into the dinning car where she took a window seat and watched the wooded mountainside going by while ordering, then eating breakfast. She checked to make sure her phone was now on, there was only ten more hours left and she’d be at the train station waiting for her Daddy to come pick her up. Her phone rang…as she flipped it over and looked, smiling it was her Daddy...

“Good morning daddy…m-m-hmm...yes that’s right five PM tonight I’ll be arriving at the station...”

“I know he tried calling me last night but the train was whistling and hitting dead spots so I just hung it up…yes daddy, I know. Yes, well if he calls you just tell him no need to worry I’m okay. Oh, he will, and then I guess I’ll see him at the house when I get there and I’ll see you at the station at five this evening. Love you too Daddy.”

 

[Morpheus1981]

After getting disconnected abruptly on the first try, Mark dialed his twin sisters cell phone number again only to hear her speech garbled on the other end of the line in between a couple of loud noises that sounded like a train whistle.. What the...Sis?...Michelle? A third attempt filled with static was no more successful than the first two tries and he decided to hang up the phone and try again later. The thought went through his mind that she was already on the train ride home from the East coast as he quickly checked his watch and lightly mumbled an obscenity to himself..

He did not want to be late. Mark had been looking forward to this day for 5 long years and it had finally come. Various images and memories of his sisters beauty seemed to never stop flooding his head and some nights he could barely sleep or not sleep at all as he longed for her.. Her touch and scent was something that he would never forget..none of the other women or girls that he'd dated in the past few years ever had such an effect on him.. Mark always wondered if she had still felt the same way about him although he felt pretty sure that Michelle had probably moved on with her life and chalked up those days as just a passing phase of adolescence in their sleepy little country town. Looking up at her picture again he smirked happily as he fondly remembered the things that they used to do together on those carefree hot and humid lazy summer days after school was out when they seemed to never leave each others prescence. The crawfish eating contests..the way that he used to sometimes trick her without her knowing it just to see his twin sister smile at him. How they used to run down the hills through those giant hay and wheat fields while holding each others hands like they were one.. The times that he turned down those fishin' trips with his buddies so he could take his sister instead.. and the look on her face when he asked her to go with him. He remembered the big rope swing at the top of the hill right above the little lake which the creek behind their house eventually emptied into..the first time that she went there with him Michelle was so scared after looking down that she wouldn't take a turn after him jumping into the water below like they had planned.. how he walked right back up the hill and offered to swing down together with her in her little pink swimming outfit and him in a pair of denim shorts..she finally nodded her agreement after a little gentle prodding and reassurance before Mark took his pretty sister tightly in his arms while she wrapped her own limbs around his neck tightly as their feet left the ground and they lunged forward on the big rope swing both jumping off about halfway across as simeaultaneously she squealed and he laughed while gravity pulled them down splashing loudly into the blue-green rippling water below.. After that was one of those moments that was going to be engrained in his subconscious for the rest of his life..he knew it then..right after it happened. After splashing each other a few times and dunking each others heads in the water they both popped up at the same time on this turn..his wet hair was spiked up and hers partly stuck over the front of her face and the rest over her chest as they suddenly found themselves gazing deeply into one anothers eyes, smiles disappearing into serious looks and a strange silence suddenly falling between them. That was the second time in days that that kind of thing had happened between them..after their first kiss sitting on the bridge together over Crawfish Creek as they splashed their feet in the water.. he kissed his sister on the lips in a much different way that day than he used to when they were younger and it kind of confused him the short time afterwards even though he knew in his gut how good kissing her felt and that he wanted to do it again and again..never wanting to stop. Ever since that first kiss he found himself getting very agitated and jealous whenever he would see her talking with any other boy, never mind dating him and he even punched one upperclassmens' lights out when he overheard him talking about his sister in a slightly unflattering way after school one day..he was glad that she never found out about things like that that he did though..it was better that way he figured..

the past..Mark would give anything now at 22 if he could just know if Michelle ever thought about him the past 5 years as much as he did her..

Mark picked up the phone and dialed his parents number..yeahh..hello? Mom? yea it's me Mark..Did Michelle call? Is she coming? Is she there yet? On her way? Is she all right? He fired out a slew of questions as his mother attempted to answer.. finally getting a chance to tell him not to worry, and that she was on her way home from the East Coast by train and that their father would be picking her up from the station at 5PM. He explained to her that her cell phone wouldn't take the call and he wanted to tell her that he was on his way too. He wouldn't hang up until his Mom agreed to get the message to his sister from him that he too was on his way home and that he looked forward to finally seeing her in person after only talking to her on the phone all this time..

Oh, one last thing Mom..could you please make sure to NOT say anything to Michelle about me and Jenny divorcing last year while I'm not there? I..I haven't really told her yet..What? I know that I should have but I didn't..Huh?..I don't know why..I just forgot to mention it I guess..Promise then? O.K. Thanks Mom, I'll mention it to her when I get there if she asks then..

Mark hung up the phone and then changed rather quickly, grooming himself to the tee in the hallway bathroom..finishing just in time to hear the blaring horn of the cab that was parked out in front of the house waiting to take him to the airport...and home..

After making a few last calls to his friends and neighbors to keep an eye on the place while he was away, Mark rushed out the door and down a few brick steps finally entering the idling bright yellow taxicab..

 

[Sinful_whispers]

There was hazy fog upon the mountains to her left, and to the right was flatlands all wheat, corn and hay which reminded her of home. Sipping her coffee she dazed out, a half smile upon her face as she thinks back, way back to the little things that make her want to go home. The scent of pies freshly baked the country stores that she used to visit and buy penny candy at, so many Swedish red fish bought from old Ms. Gray's place.

The old rope swing that finally broke came to mind… when they last used it together, swinging out over the pond and dropping of in a big splash. Daddy had to make another, this time adding the tire to it so they could swing or climb on it. She sighed softly as she was brought back by the sound of the train's whistle as it came into one the destinations along the travel. It stopped and Michelle watched a small group shuffle through and another group board and wake way to where they needed to be.

Watching around her she smiled to an older man, dressed in a dark black jeans, black shirt and jacket with a tan ten gallon Stetson on his head and wearing cowboy boots on his feet; an Indian medallion of sorts around his neck. He smiled to her as he saw her looking toward him. She admired his long straight black hair, his full Indian descent showing.

Michelle felt her cheeks blush as she quickly glanced away feeling foolish as she was caught starring. Picking up the paper that was on the table when she sat there she began to read through it. She felt something against her feet and when she looked up over the paper from the article she was reading, her was now across from her sitting there with a smile, as she watched him remove his hat. "If this seat is taken, I'll gladly get up Miss." He said with a smile upon his face once again, his voice deep as you can clearly hear he was well spoken and very Indian.

"Um, no please have a seat. I have breakfast ordered and was just killing time till it arrived." she responded softly looking within his dark eyes. "If you like I can order you coffee maybe?"

He laughed and smiled brightly, he had very hard features that made him handsome. He was tanned beyond tan she thought, as she looked over his face. "I took the liberty of ordering as soon as I sat down at the other table. I'm sure they can find me here with you....My name is David, in my tribe I'm known as Spirit Wolf, I am full Cherokee and it is a pleasure to meet such a beautiful young lady."

"Her smile grew as she watched his hand come across the table for her own; she lifted her hand and placed it within his feeling a kiss upon the back of it from his soft lips." It's a pleasure David, or Spirit Wolf, not sure which to call you. Well, then please stay and join me then. I've been on here since last evening, and have about nine and a half hours to go yet. On here for a while?"

The man in a red vest and black pants brought them their breakfast as they chit chatted, she had found out he was going to the stop after hers which was about twenty miles from her home. The got to know each other a bit more, he was twice her age and he was an engineer in the city and traveled home a couple times a month to the reservation and his own ranch.

Michelle finished up her food and sipped the last bit of coffee in the mug as she signed her bill, and then thanked David for the company and returned to her quarters. She could feel his eyes upon her the whole time she was in view; she opened the small compartment door and closed it behind her. Michelle stretched out upon her bunk and closed her eyes as she heard the sound of thunder in the distance as the sky seemed to suddenly open up as she heard the downpour of the rain upon the top of the trail car.

The train slowed down as it rode the rails hearing the difference in the sounds. They headed toward a long dark tunnel as she watched the little bit of daylight left that the thunderstorm allowed leave as they entered it. Michelle must have dozed off for a few moments as she heard her door creak and the latch close, her heart raced as she lay still upon the bunk.

“Michelle? It’s David. I knocked but there was no answer and I was a little concerned. A few of the passengers are a little upset and uneasy feeling about the storm we’re headed into. I wanted to make sure you were okay. Sorry I didn’t wait for you to answer the door but I was concerned.”

Michelle relaxed as she heard the voice, “David I’m fine thanks though for checking up on me, I must have fallen asleep again. I, I thought we already went through the bad part of it.”

“No they said to bunker down it might get a little rough, they will be crawling along the rails after we exit the tunnel. I’m sorry to awaken you, I will go now.” She heard him turn, as she tried the switch for the small overhead light, and nothing happened. “David you can stay if you like. Have a seat if you can find one.”

“Thanks Michelle, I appreciate it. It will be more comfortable in here than out there, alone.” David took a seat on a bench seat close to the bunk, and then got comfortable. Michelle laid there taking in his manly scent, the scent of his cologne meshed with a hint of male sweat as she sighed softly. She felt the train slow considerably, as the rain hammered the cars once out from the tunnel, very little outside light was available as everything was almost black from the clouds above.

She moved from the bunk to the bench and sat across from him. “I-I think I’m glad you’re here David. This is my first time on a train, and this storm if a bad one. Thanks, for checking on me, I feel a lot better with you here.”

“Quite welcome Michelle, I’m glad I can help.”

Michelle sat across from David for the remainder of the trip, the storm passed over quicker than expected and they gained the speed again. Time went by as she looked down upon her watch and it was three PM. They had spent the day chatting which made the time go faster. He had exchanged numbers with her and email addresses incase they ever wanted to talk again, and allowed her the time to pack for her stop was the next one and his following. He placed a kiss upon her cheek and wished her well and left.

Michelle’s stomach turned as she grew nervous as they got closer to her stop, she grabbed one of her fashion sketch books and began to design to kill the rest of her time. She picked up her cell phone and dialed her parent’s number.

“Momma I’ll be at the station in one hour, were running a bit late due to the weather but I’ll see you when Daddy and I get home. Love you too.”

She clicked her phone off and rested a bit while looking through her design book and left the time slip away as she wondered where Mark was at the time, and how his wife was. She knew they didn’t have children or Momma would have told her. Five long years, so much can happen in that time. The closer the train got to her station the more her stomach turned, Michelle left out a soft sigh and waited for the whistle to sound.

 

[Sinful_whispers]

(Morph read yer PM's here on Lit I sent then add me to yahoo)

 

[Morpheus1981]

The cab ride to the airport was slow and tedious, there was lots of traffic and the cabbie didn't stop talking the whole ways.. "What's that?..You're from where?..Yep. that's great..yea..." Mark wished now that he had just taken his own car there and parked it in a garage at the airport for a few extra bucks but now it was too late. He wasn't really paying much attention anymore as the cabbie jabbered on and on about his homeland with his mind slowly drifting away to pleasant thoughts of what he would be experiencing in the coming days at the old hometown where he grew up with his parents and his sister. Mark had been E-Mailing Michelle about twice a month recently always asking her about her life and telling her about his when she asked, which seemed to be a little more often in the recent months although he always cooly steered her away from the subject whenever she asked him about Jenny, his now ex-wife. There were a couple of times when his twin sister was more persistant in asking him though, and although he didn't feel right when he told her "she's fine" he always convinced himself after they signed off that he really wasn't lying to her..at least technically.. He just couldn't bring himself to tell Michelle what had happened with his marriage and he seemed to not know the reason why either.

"That'll be $35 dollars.." Mark paid the cabbie, giving him a $10 tip as he grabbed the suitcases out of the trunk. "O.K. Take it easy pal, thanks for the help.." Grabbing the suitcases as the cab pulled away, Mark walked into the airport entrance following the bright blue signs directing him to his flight gate. After checking in and handing the clerk his luggage, he thanked her and walked over to the busy waiting area scanning the seats quickly for an open one before deciding on the one next to an attractive dark-haired woman by the loading gate. Smiling down warmly at the buxom 25ish woman as she glanced up at him, he asked her if the seat was taken before sitting down and starting to engage in some small talk with the aim of finding out her name and other things while trying hard to keep his eyes on hers..

....FINAL BOARDING CALL...FLIGHT 639 TO CHICAGO....

Dammit he thought... "Well I guess that's us..you are on this flight too..uh..gee I don't even know your name?..Pamela? Hi Pamela, I'm Mark...yea maybe we can have a drink together or something on the flight.. I'm up in first class too, yea..that's great..!

They eventually both passed the many security screens and boarded the waiting 727 before going to their respective seats on different sides of the airplane. Luckily the take-off was smooth and the last fuzzy thoughts that seemed to be drifting through Marks tired mind now before he dozed off about a half-hour into the 3 hour flight were whether his twin sister was seeing anybody.. and how she looked now after these five long years. Five years is a long time he thought to himself.. Lots can change in five years..

Marks various thoughts were now fully anchored in the past before he finally gave in to his heavy eyelids and drifted off into a light sleep ignoring the constant humming of the jets 2 engines on either side of him..

 

[Morpheus1981]

O.O.C. Syn, check ur PMs

 

[Sinful_whispers]

Michelle closed her eyes and left the sound of the train running along the tracks sooth her as she was beginning to feel the nervousness of going home settle in. The sound of the whistles from the train didn’t seem to bother Michelle in the slightest as her mind relaxed and she feel to a deep sleep. The dreams started again, everything running back to her within her mind from days gone by at Crawfish creek.

Michelle and Mark lay upon the grass looking up to the sky; the clouds were so fluffy and white against the blue background. They were softly talking to themselves about college and future plans on how they would never ever be separated when Mark suddenly rolled upon Michelle and kissed her deep and hard with fire and passion. She kissed him back opening her lips and allowed his tongue to enter her mouth; the wind was whispering a soft melody through the weeping willow branches, as they shared a hot loving moment.

Mark’s hands moved and rubbed the sides of her breasts as he lay upon her, moving his head from left to right and back sealing their lips as his tongue was forced down her throat. Michelle whimpered softly trying to get him to stop, but in her mind she really didn’t wish him too. Her body like his was going through changes she knew it each night she laid in bed and masturbated, or when she was in the shower she did it, as everyone always yelled that she was in there to long, everyone but Mark. She knew or least had a suspicion that he was watching her when she was in her room or in the bathroom, Michelle just could feel eyes upon her. It wasn’t one those feelings that made the hair stand up on the back your neck, but one of adoration more or lust.

Michelle never minded him watching her. At first it did bug her like giving her that creepy feeling but she realized it made her feel sex and sensual, it created an excitement. From that point on she teased him a little more each time either by accidentally rubbing against him or by letting him watch her in bed or the shower when he thought she didn’t know or realize he was. Even if he knew she knew he was watching they never let the other know, it was their own private game. This went on till the day when they were watching those clouds and discussing their futures.

Mark caressed his sisters breasts with his larger hands, while he kissed her hard on the mouth, Michelle finally gave in and relaxed under him no longer wanting to fight the feeling she had for him, a feeling that was mutually shared between twins. He broke the kiss and looked into her eyes, as she gasped for a breath staring back into his eyes seeing him as more than a brother for the first time, seeing him as a lover. She could feel his cock hardening against her thigh thru his shorts, as he kissed her chin, her neck and the bit of flesh exposed upon her upper chest. He knew she felt fear, scared of being caught and scared for this being her first time.

Michelle groaned as he got up and knelt between her thighs widening them as she looked to him. “I will be okay sis I promise you that. You will like it just relax that’s all.“ He said to her as he lifted her shirt and then undid the clasp of her bathing suit top that was in the front. He removed her shirt and parted the top exposing her bare C cup breasts so he could see how beautiful they looked before him and no longer from a distance as he watched the small pink tip grow harder right before his eyes. “M-mm so beautiful” he said as he leaned down and suckled one nipple within his lips letting his tongue flicker across it feeling it grow to full hardness as he bit it gently then tugged it with his teeth watching Michelle’s reaction. His sister groaned out in pleasure licking her lips watching as her brother pulled her hard teat.

Excitement went through her body as the wetness began to form between her parted thighs hissing softly as he moved to the other doing the same thing to it as he did the first. Michelle had played with her nipples when she masturbated but it felt nothing like the feel of her brother’s mouth upon them or his hands. Her breathing started to grow deeper as he continued going back and forth from one nipple to the other while his hand ran down along her side and slipped between her thighs. She felt his palm pressing against her mound and groaned feeling his fingertips rub along her slit thru the nylon as she moved her head from side to side lightly bucking her hips as he watched her. “That’s it sis just let your body feel it, let me know how good this makes you feel. I been watching you I know what you like, I seen the things you do in the shower and when your in bed oh, and once when I snuck up on you when you were at the creek laying on the rock.”

The truth finally slipped out, yet she didn’t care his fingers felt so damn good at that point and her body was responding. She looked to him through slanted eyes as she groaned and left her eyes run down his body seeing his cock pressing against his shorts. She knew he was rock hard and craving her badly as the swollen flared head was sticking out from the bottom part his shorts. She watched as droplets of pre cum seeped on to his leg at that point. “You want to sis? You want me to make love to you…please let me…please.” he pleaded to her.

Michelle nodded her head in a yes fashion as she bit down upon her bottom lip. She couldn’t deny her brother nor did she wish to no longer for Michelle felt those feelings, she craved and desired to feel what he felt like within her. He moved from between her legs and looked around as they lay on the blanket their momma gave them when they went to the creek for the day. He quickly stripped his shorts as his rock hard steel rod sprung from them while she watched. Mark then helped her with her bathing suit bottoms and eyed the shaven mound between her thighs. “Sis you look so good, better than those women in Dad’s magazines he keeps hidden in the barn out of Momma’s sight.”

Just as her dream was to move along the sound of a long lingering train whistle woke her up, and then a rap on the door. “Five minutes Ma’am!” the voice yelled as they grew closer to the station where she was to get off at. Michelle got up and fussed with her hair quickly and smoothed her clothing. Grabbing the bags she placed them at the door and sat till the rains came to a stop, feeling those wingling within her stomach once more like one hundred butterflies fluttering about at a speed that was nearly impossible for them.

 

[Morpheus1981]

SIR...SIR...PLEASE FASTEN YOUR SEATBELTS WE'RE ENTERING SOME TURBULENCE..SIR..SIR..?

Mark shifted in his seat as he was wrenched out of his short slumber by the persistent dark-haired female flight attendant. "Wha? yea..yea O.K.

As Mark clicked his seatbelt on still in a half groggy daze he happened to glance across the aisle and spot Pamela, the woman that he had met in the waiting area at the airport earlier in the day. After they made brief eye contact and Mark returned the womans smile he glanced up at the red monitor over his head and noticed that the "fasten seatbelts" was now turned back off.

Finally releasing his seatbelt and getting up, he headed over to the small in-flight bar in the front of the plane not realizing that Pamela had gotten up to follow him.

"Hi there..." "Hey...Pamela right?" "So where are you headed?" the woman asked him while Mark poured her a screwdriver. "Oh I'm going to see my sister..ehh..my family..going back after five long years out of the old hometown.." As Mark continued to tell the woman about his plans, she studied him..his features.. "Gee.. you sure talk about your sister alot..what's her name? Michelle?..you two an item or something?" she said jokingly as Mark laughed tentatively. "Yeah right.." Mark said.. "Well we better get back to our seats, looks like they turned the seatbelt sign back on.." "Yea..yea O.K."

After clicking his seatbelt back on, Mark sighed lightly and looked up at the screen up front and noticed that there was a movie playing giving it little attention at first as Jodie Foster and Rob Lowe frolicked on the front porch of what looked like a small country hotel.. He knew this movie.. although he forgot the title..it was one of Mark and his sisters' favorite movies that they used to secretly watch together late at night after sneaking out of their respective rooms after their parents had gone to bed and it played on cable late at night..

A slightly devilish smile played across Marks lips as he remembered what he and Michelle used to do after watching this.. her breasts.. her hair..her scent..and finally his sisters special touch..her tiny soft hand probing and rubbing his rock hard throbbing cock after they kissed and held each other for what seemed like an eternity back then..then what came after as they laughed and played.. but always being especially careful as to not get caught by their light sleeping parents.

Mark had daydreamed about Michelle constantly..and now yet again.. always wondering what had become of her these past five years..

- NOW APPROACHING O'HARE INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT AND STARTING OUR LONG DESCENT.. PLEASE KEEP SEATBELTS FASTENED. THANK YOU FOR YOUR PATRONAGE -

The pilots voice boomed across the intercom as Marks stomach started getting fierce butterflies anticipating how close now that he was to actually seeing his long lost obsession..his twin sister Michelle...and Crawfish Creek.. and the past..

 

[Sinful_whispers]

The train came to a stop as the whistle sounded long and hard letting others know it was either time to board or time to get off. Michelle gripped the silver handle outside her door as it came to a complete stop. The porter walked by her and didn’t even bother to help her with her luggage as she sighed softly. Michelle went to grab for the bags and felt a rather large warm hand cover her own, her head turned as she saw him standing there once again. Michelle looked into her new found friends eyes and smiled. “I can get it really David. Please go back and sit down and enjoy the rest of the trip.”

“Can’t do that pretty lady it’s against all those manners I was raised with” he replied and took her bags in both hands and escorted her from the train and down upon the platform. He placed her bags down and smiled. “Listen I can catch the next one coming through if you wish to have coffee and a bite to eat with me and I’ll even buy. I have no hurry to be anywhere tonight and I could use the company for an hour of a beautiful lady. That will give me something to brag about to the guys on the reservation and in the office.” He gave her these warm sad puppy eyes as she tried to make her feel guilty.

Michelle didn’t want him missing the train, but she knew he was persistent and she liked that in a man. “Let me call home and see when my daddy left and if there’s time I’ll have a bite to eat with you David.” He nodded and waited turning his back and giving her privacy. Michelle quickly hit the number one key on her cell and called home. Her mother answered and said her father hadn’t left yet and he would be soon. Little did she know that he wasn’t leaving and her brother was going to pick her up instead. Michelle hung the phone up and smiled. “Looks like you have a dinner companion after all.” She winked as she gripped a bag and watched him carry the rest to the small restaurant inside the station.

David wasn’t upset he was quite glad that things had worked out as they had. He explained to her that he parks his car at the next stop and from there he drives westward towards home. He had taken the bus once from the station and vowed to never do it again. He and Michelle took a small back table that was out of the way as he pushes her luggage under the table against the wall so nobody would steal it or trip over it. The waited for the waitress and in the mean time chit chatted again about his line of work and her own. She and David laughed as they talked about the ‘odd’ folks they see in the city compared to the smaller towns.

The waitress came to the table and they placed their order then continued their conversation. David reached across the table and took her hands in his as he looked within her eyes, “Tell me how such a beautiful woman stay single?” David asked as they waited for their drinks to arrive at the table. Michelle blushed not knowing how to answer him, she could feel her cheeks flush and grow warm with heat as her eyes dropped down. She was glad when the waitress appeared with their drinks as she pulled her hands from his and offered a thank you to the older dark haired woman.

“Just lucky I guess David,” she answered shyly.

“For a woman going home after five years away you don’t seem so excited. If anything you seem like you really don’t wish to see your family. Please forgive me if I’m out of line Michelle but I call it as I see it.” David said as he picked up his coffee and sipped it.

Michelle looked over the rim of the steaming mug of coffee as David spoke. She knew he was right, she really didn’t want to go back for a few reasons, but those reasons were not ones you told anyone. Some deep dark secrets were meant to be left dead and buried. But in this case that wasn’t about to happen for that closet door was about to open, and open wide. “I think I’m just tired David, that’s all, I really didn’t sleep all too well on the train.”

Their food came next, two pieces of apple pie with a scoop of vanilla ice cream upon it and whipped crème. They continued to speak about the city and how different it was compared to the country while they ate, as well as her plans to head over seas to continue her career. The storm had begun to roll in again as they sky changed from grey to total black as they finished their pie.

“Five minutes till boarding for Rock Ridge Canyon!” came over the intercom.

“Well that’s my train coming in but here Michelle I’m going to give you my number incase you need a friend.” David moved his hand to his back pocket and retrieved his wallet. He opened it up and dug out a business card with his name and number and handed it to her. He placed the cash on the table for the bill as well. David got up and kissed her cheek and then smiled. “I hope you enjoy the summer Michelle and maybe before leaving you can call and we’ll have dinner. Take care of yourself lovely lady.”

“Thank you David. You take care as well.” Michelle said as she watched him go and then placed the card in her purse and finished her coffee. She watched out the window as the train arrived at the depot and others came on and other boarded. David turned, smiled and waved as he boarded. Michelle waved back then turned and looked to the time. It was now six o’clock PM and from where she was it was a four hour ride to the house yet to go. Michelle had wished she’d rented a car at this point, but her father said he’d pick her up if the train was really what she’d like to take. Michelle listened as the rain began to fall again upon the roof of the station, at time it pounded against it sounding like marbles dropping upon it.

The chunky round faced waitress filled her coffee mug again. “Honey, sure looks bad out there tonight. I hope your staying close by. The roads around these parts flood out fast and get slicker than a greased pig at the county fair.”

Michelle snapped out of her thoughts and smiled. “Once my ride gets here I have about a four hour drive home.”

The waitress shook her head. “Good luck honey, you have a good night tonight and a safe trip home my shifts ended now.” She reached and took the check and cash, Michelle letting her know the extra left was her tip, and it was a sizable one. She sat there listening to the rain fall and the storm begins to take its course. She began to think about her brother once again. She wondered if his wife would be along for the summer if so that would give her someone to talk to. Michelle also thought about being an aunt, and wondered if there was a plan for that to happen soon. She sighed softly as the warm air lingered from her lips as she watched the glare upon the cement show as the lights shone down from the posts above the boarding area while awaiting her daddy to show up.

 

[Morpheus1981]

Mark let out a slight sigh of relief as the jet planes wheels touched the runway and then slowly skidded to a stop after the reverse-thrusters were engaged by the pilot. He had never told anyone before, but he had always had a slight fear of flying due to the time years ago when a flight that he was on had barely misses a broad rocky mountainside after some severe turbulence. After exiting the plane and bidding goodbye while exchanging phone numbers and e-mails with Pamela in the airport lobby, Mark checked in with the rental car agency and was presented with a pair of keys to a 2005 Mercedes that was already parked outside and waiting for him by the valet. He was doing very well financially but was very humble about it not really ever flaunting his newfound wealth to anyone except maybe a few of his girlfriends after he knew them awhile. He had to chuckle to himself lightly as he noticed the nametag on the female rental car clerk before turning away and heading to his set of wheels.. "Michelle".

"I wonder if she knows that I'll be picking her up instead of Dad.." Mark thought to himself as he slid the key into the ignition and started up the expensive Black Merc. "Maybe I'll try and get through to her cell again.." As Mark dialed his sisters phone number the butterflies came back to his stomach again as he thought about setting eyes on her again after all these years apart. "Damn.. still can't get through.." he muttered to himself as he wondered if she had her cell shut off.. Turning onto highway 91, he noticed the sky growing slightly ominous and darkening to the West before continuing down for about 20 miles.. finally seeing the first sign directing people to the train station. While exiting onto the offramp, the dark grey skies suddenly opened up and Mark had trouble seeing more than a few feet in front of him as he tried to follow the beaten-up signs to the train station in the small town.

Mark now was growing more and more anxious and was starting to get a bit worried about Michelles' well-being as the rain pounded down. The slick black Merc was still twisting around corners with tires screeching trying to reach its destination.

Finally, after a few more seemingly endless miles of manic stop and go driving around the small suburb he could just barely make out the top of the train station off in the distance. There was a large square red and white sign stating "Train Depot" just below an old fashioned brick steeple with a bell inside of it. Following the narrow one-way road a little further, he pulled into the small train station and found his way into a small parking lot in front of a few idling taxis. Breathing a small sigh of relief, he pulled into an open spot..shut off the ignition and exited the car before heading over to the main waiting area to go and look for his sister. Arriving at the outer steps he started to scan the standing crowd from left to right.. his wide eyes stopping their search about 2/3 of the way down.. It was her. Michelle..

He smiled to himself trying to ignore those familiar butterflies in his stomach now exploding again just like in the old days whenever she was physically near him. Mark looked over for a few seconds more at his twin sister standing there all alone with her bags under a green canopy as she was looking the other way and quickly darted behind a group of people to his left. Still unnoticed, he continued sneaking up behind her quietly wanting to surprise her.. finally getting within just a few feet. The anxious butterflies now felt like they were engulfing his whole body with his heart pounding as he began to utter words in a low voice. Mark used a pet nickname that only he used to always call his twin sister whenever they secretly played together back in those long hot lazy summer days down at Crawfish Creek..

"I..I hope that you're not too wet Mish..."

 

[Sinful_whispers]

Michelle sat outside with her bags as the rain came down in buckets; she felt a little closterphobic waiting inside as they were trying to close up. There were no more trains due for the night as Michelle sat there outside on the bench watching the workers cars go by. The one waitress stopped and asked her if she needed a ride or anything before she left and Michelle explained she was late, her Dad was running late and that she’d be fine. The waitress nodded and went on her merry way home to her own family. Michelle watched the taillights of her car go as she drove out the exit of the parking lot.

The lights dimmed down as the place closed, she sat there silently wishing she’d had company to make her feel a bit safer. She caught the car pulling up and smiled as she thought it was her dad, getting out she saw it was a woman. The female came towards her and cursed as she noticed the station was already closed down for the evening. “Damn it! This bloody storm wasn’t needed tonight, no, no it wasn’t at all!” She said in a huff. “Everything is flooded back the line, hard to get thought tonight, the pass is washed out. I sure hope you got a place to stay the night it looks like a doozie missy!” the woman said as she paced back and forth like a soldier that was hunched over a bit.

Michelle watched her go back and forth as she tapped her chin with her crooked fingertip, as she continued to talk and babble out. “It was a night like this that took my poor old Jed, yes it was in deed. The storm came out of nowhere as he was driving home. They found him dead in Cobblestone creek down the road a piece. Dark, dark night girlie he was leaving here, this exact station where he worked for many, many years. He didn’t make the curve and off he went the cantankerous old goat right into the creek and the car was belly up. He drowned yanno?”

Michelle signed softly as the woman went on and won about her dead husband and how much of an awful man he was to her. She continued to pace then turned to Michelle and looked into her eyes and spoke in an eerie voice. “He haunts this train station on nights like this girlie that’s why I’m here to see that bastard and tell him to go to hell for all those years he..!”…her words stopped as she walked down the platform to her car and turned it on then backed out and went down the road.

Michelle got up and walked to the pay phone as the old woman scared the shit out of her now. The lightening cracked and lit up the sky as the thunder boomed loudly rattling things around her. He cell had no bars showing, so that was useless as she dug in her pocket to get change. She lifted up the receiver and there was no dial tone and then hung it back up. Just as she turned about she heard her name called but the voice wasn’t her father’s. It had caught her off guard as she turned upon her heels and looked to her twin brother eye to eye. Nothing needed said at that moment as it was a shock to her to see him there to get her and not her father.

She felt as if her feet wouldn’t move as he walked toward her. She didn’t know exactly what to say at first as she looked him over. He had filled out into a very well built man. The lighting stuck close by with a loud crash as she screamed out as it scared the piss out of her. She glanced to the car and noticed he was alone then back to him as she stumbled for something to say but the only thing that came out was a few words. “M-mark…where’s dad?” She didn’t even bother to say much else this was a very uncomfortable position for her.

She wanted to hug him tightly; she wanted to just have him hold her after this whole thing with the old woman and the storm. Michelle was drenched from head to toe as her clothing stuck to her like a second skin. The rain fell harder as it stung the flesh as it did. She heard a loud sound as if golf balls were dropping from the sky, she looked down and seen the large size hail balls that began to fall upon them as well. Michelle ran under the roof once more and stood there with her arms across her chest shivering. “D-dad was, was to pick me up tonight, did he send you or are you meeting him here?”

 

[Morpheus1981]

Mark followed his sister under the soaked and leaking canopy and stood in front of her there before reaching under his arm and unfolding a big black umbrella over the both of them.. Mark inched a bit closer to her, and her to him as the hail started pounding the canopy and then bouncing off the umbrella as he answered her question.. "Well.. from what I understand, Dad called Mom at the house from somewhere out of state this morning and said that he couldn't make it on time for some reason so it was decided by Mom and me that I would come pick you up." "So I hope that you're not tooo disappointed in me coming instead..?" he remarked jokingly as Michelle looked her brother over from head to toe still slightly shivering.

"So.. shall we make a run for my car over in that parking lot over there or do you want to go back inside for a bite to eat maybe?" Mark already knew the answer to his own question before his sister spoke back as he glanced over to his left and saw the workers rolling down big red and white awnings over the old beaten-down windows of the station waiting area and all of the restaurants inside. "Although I'm not sure that this place will be open much longer..it looks like they're closing up.."

Mark pointed in at the building and as Michelle turned her head to look he fumbled in his pockets for his car keys while waiting for her to confirm that they were indeed to make a sprint for his vehicle parked about 50 ft away.

The rain and hail seemed to now be getting worse as the sky really opened up over the long lost siblings...

 

[Sinful_whispers]

Michelle moved aside him a little bit closer as he opened the big black umbrella and stood under it as the hail and rain came down fast and hard upon them. They listened to the sounds around them as the hail dropped into puddles and hit the parking lot as well as the tin roof. Michelle listened to him speak and she didn’t say anything she had then knew that he had called their parents and set it up so that he could pick her up. She had remembered that their mom had told her his was leaving to come get her so she knew he was home.

Michelle sighed softly as she knew this day was going to come sooner or later, and now was as good a time as ever since they were going to be stuck together for the summer unless he wasn’t staying. Michelle was put in a spot, backed into a corner when he asked her that question of was she disappointed that he was there and not her father, their father who should have been. In the long run she knew it was best since the weather was so bad. She stared out into the parking lot and watched the rain. “No, I’m not disappointed just a bit surprised that’s all. Where’s you wife? I figured she would have been with you for the summer?”

She looked at him, letting her eyes run down him and back up quickly and then turned her head as they still held the same features, they still held the same eyes, those long black curled lashes that the opposite sex loves so much. She sighed once again and stepped from under the umbrella and looked to where he was pointing about the awning being dropped and her luggage was there by the bench. She moved to it and sat on the bench and looked to him. “I guess we can make a run for it, and I had something a few hours ago while I was waiting to be picked up. They are now closed for the night, no more trains through till morning. I guess I’m just glad I’m not stuck here outside in the rain and darkness for the night. Michelle made sure her pant legs were rolled up as she felt her ass getting wet and jumped up. She heard the sound of his change jingle within his pocket as she watched him dig for his keys to the car.

Michelle quickly grabbed two of the four bags and watched as her brother grabbed the other two and they at the same time ran toward the rental car that was fifty feet away. The rain was cold as it fell hard, she watched as he tried to get the key in the trunk and open it up and she couldn’t but help to laugh as they were getting soaked to the gills as it came down in buckets if not faster. By the time they got her luggage in the cars trunk with his they were soaked clean through and through, both had their clothing sticking to them as if it was their second skin. They knew there was a long drive ahead as they got in the car, buckled in and started as Mark hit the heater on to try and take the chill away from them.

He turned on the radio and found a station that was telling all about the storm that was overhead and seeing where to go and the best safe passage back to the ranch was. The left the parking lot as the rain was coming down so hard you were lucky if you could see a few feet ahead of you as you tried to drive. Mark placed both hands on the wheel as he spoke. “You try and get something in so we know what’s happening, please.” He said as he leaned forth over the wheel a bit trying to see.

Michelle fiddled with the radio and tried to get a station in; nothing was coming in as the lightening lit up the sky and gave them a bit of light to drive by. They had traveled about twenty five miles from the train station at creep along speed which means it would take them three days to get home at this speed. The both tried to see out the windshield but it was becoming too bad, Michelle quickly spotted a bright light ahead and pointed it out to Mark. He then seen it as well, as they got closer there were two lights, one was a set of bright fog police lights for floods and other emergencies and the other was the long wand light he was using for directing traffic.

Mark and Michelle stopped as they were flagged down, mark rolled down his window as Michelle watched the policeman lean in, she leaned closer to her brother to hear what he had to say. “Sorry kids you can’t get through this way tonight. Infact I would advise you both to seek shelter for the night until this storm goes over. If what they are calling for comes through here you and your car will be blown to Kansas like in the Wizard of Oz. There are tornado sightings , touching down fast and ripping through the fields all over the place, all the way from down past Speed’s corner all the way up to Rockabilly mountains. I’d seriously advise you‘s getting to shelter fast, these are F4’s and F5’s were talking. If you turn around and take that side road to the left up there, be the first one. Take that about three miles you will see Mabel’s Motel on the right. She’s opened and has rooms for the night. Tell her Clayton sent ya’s okay?”

They agreed and did as told, they both knew how the weather can be below the Mason Dixon, it could be bright and sunny one minute and then five minutes later it’s back as night and raining buckets or having some sort of bad weather rolling through. They began to drive along and said nothing as Michelle turned off the music. “I think we need to call Mom and Pa and let ‘em know we’re not going to be in tonight. I know their worried. I hope we can get out on a pay phone at the motel. I really don’t like them worrying, and you know they will. I can spring for my own room mark, so don’t worry about that before you even say anything.”

They pulled into the Motel lot and it was wall to wall cars. Seems there were quite a few that didn’t make it home tonight or to their destinations. Michelle looked at her brother. “You want to register us? I’ll go over to the bar over there connected to the side the motel and call home. Okay?”

 

[Sinful_whispers]

Michelle ran through the pouring rain to the bar doors and yanked one open just as a tall dark haired cowboy was pushing upon it and stumbling out. “P-parbon M-me M-ma’a-am!” he slurred, as she brushed against her trying to make his way out from the bar. The music was loud; the honky-tonk sounds played loudly as Michelle entered the bar and looked around for a payphone. All eyes seemed to be on her as everyone turned around and watched her enter. Her clothing was stuck to her body like a second skin, as she quickly glanced left and then right where she caught the payphone sign above a faux leather and wooden door. She headed towards it and entered seeing the phone hanging upon the wall.

There was a small window with an ashtray upon it and the restroom door as well back there. She looked out the window and could barely see through the rain at Mark standing there waiting at the desk for service. There were a few others as well waiting with him. Michelle dug out her credit card and charged the call to home, as she watched out the window, she heard the soft voice of her mother answer, and she could also hear the worry within it.

“H-hello?”

“Momma its Michelle, Mark and I are stuck up here about 25 miles from the train station. Everything is flooded out, and we need to stay the night in a small motel. The police have redirected everyone it seems to Mabel’s motel along highway 365.” There was a bit of silence as Michelle could hardly hear her mother speak as the line crackled. “Yes Momma we’re fine we will see you sometime tomorrow.” Just as the last word slipped from her lips, the line went dead.

Michelle hung the phone up and walked into the ladies room, went to the bathroom and exited back into the bar. She looked around and the smell of burgers and fries caught her attention as she stood at the bar, and waited till an older man in a cowboy hat and plaid shirt came over to her. “Is it too late to order something to eat Sir?”

“Naw honey, with this weather lotta people ain’t making it home to eat with their kin folk; I can wrassel ya up some burgers and fries if you like. Emma be cooking a lot of those tonight, quick fixes for the hungry restless crowd in here. What would ya like?”

“Thank you I really appreciate this Sir. I’d like two burgers and fries please to go, oh, with the works on the burgers.” Michelle dug in her pocket and pulled out a twenty and placed it on the bar top. He took it and rang her out and handed her back her change. She figured she’d get sodas from the vending machine on her way back. The food was done in a matter of minutes, bagged and placed before her as she smiled and went back out into the rain hovering the bag close to her body as she looked to the office and spotted Mark at the desk. Michelle stopped and stood under the small eve and dug out change for the sodas and tucked them in the corner of her arm as she opened the office door and entered.

Michelle over heard the woman talking and Mark hadn’t realized Michelle was there yet waiting. “Sir all we have is three rooms left, the one in the far back is the best out of the three, and they only have one double bed in ‘em. Sorry but this weather brought me a passel of customers tonight. Ya want it? If so lets getcha’ registered and paid up and you can go bunker down for the night. Its gonna be a long night tonight. I’ll warm ya’ll might lose ‘lectric tonight, so I’d advise showers and anything ya need be taken immediately.”

 

[Morpheus1981]

"I’ll warm ya’ll might lose ‘lectric tonight, so I’d advise showers and anything ya need be taken immediately."

Mark filed the information in the back of his mind as he quickly accepted the hotel clerks offer after glancing out the window behind her..seeing the now horizontal rain pounding against the loose wooden shutters outside. He didn't see his sister come up behind him and was a little startled at first, but then a smile quickly came over his face as she looked up at him holding up some food and drinks.

SIR? SIR..HERE'S YOUR CHANGE.. THANK YOU & ENJOY YOUR STAY.. YOUR ROOM IS OFF TO THE RIGHT SIDE IN THE BACK.. ONE FLOOR UP.. NUMBER 47.. IF YOU NEED ANYTHING..

Mark cut the clerk off mid-sentence telling her to keep the change.. He smiled at the older lady briefly before thanking her again and turning away to go outside and get his and Michelles luggage out of the car before the building storm got worse.. Michelle waited in the lobby as her brother ran outside and retrieved the all of their bags, soaking himself further in the process.. "We have number 47 Mish, I think that the clerk said it was on the second floor.." Mark looked down at his sister as he said the word "we" and noticed that her eyes widened briefly before darting off to the side. "Well, it was either this or we could have had the room next to the main road with the busted shower.." Mark joked as they headed up the stairs to the left.. him holding all of their the luggage and her holding some bags of food and some sodas stuffed into her purse. As they searched the numbers on the doors of the second floor..44..45..46..47!

Michelle again mentioned something about Marks wife which he either ignored..or pretended not to hear.. Either way, Mark slid the card key through the slot and the door opened as Michelle entered first..

As Michelle started to check out the room surroundings.. the one bed.., Mark dropped the bags on the floor and closed the red door behind them. He couldn't help but to steal a few glances at his shapely twin sister in those tight wet clothes as her back was turned and immediately felt guilty about doing so.. those thoughts again..

"Listen Mish, the clerk said that we might very well lose electricity soon so if you need to do anything.. better do it now I guess.. O.K.? So.. did you call the folks and tell them what was up?

 

[Sinful_whispers]

Michelle overheard the desk lady tell him about the electric and about having a nice stay, she sighed softly as the grease was beginning to soak through the bag and upon her shirt. She quickly grabbed the sodas in the crook of her arms as they were getting cold next to her wet shirt and her sink, as she tucked then within her purse. She watched as he took the key and waved away the change, leaving it for her as a tip and turned around and came toward her.

He had told her to stay under the eve if she was going to wait outside for him as he would grab the bags. Michelle chose to wait inside, in the lobby instead, she had enough of the chilly wind and cold rain upon her. She watched as her brother grabbed the luggage, the rain slacking up a bit as he shut the trunk and came back with their luggage. “Yes, second floor I think the last room to the right or something. I can carry my own bag…” she didn’t finish the sentence as they headed to their room. She followed him through the lobby, up the steps and along the balcony, listening to him count till he stopped before the door reading forty-seven. Michelle watched as he swiped the card and opened the red door and entered. She followed once again behind him as she hit the lights for him and scanned the room.

Michelle tried to make small talk as they entered the room, taking notice that he fully ignored the question about his wife, as she didn’t press it no further as she settled the bag of food upon the small round table with two chairs and placed her purse aside it, digging out the two cold sodas and sat them aside the bag then moved her purse to the floor. She heard the bag hit the floor as she turned her head and caught Mark looking her over, then turned her head back and studied the room a bit, seeing one bed, a luggage rack in a small makeshift closet area, coffee pot, and the other normal items in a small motel room. The room smelt of disinfectant which beat the scent of stale smoke by a long shot. Her eyes glanced to the TV, then aside it she saw a small microwave.

‘Listen Mish, the clerk said that we might very well lose electricity soon so if you need to do anything.. better do it now I guess.. O.K.? So.. did you call the folks and tell them what was up?’
“I called them, and momma answered and I tried to explain what was going on, she got part of it then the line went dead due to the storm. I heard her mention something about that. I guess I’ll grab the shower first, get rid of the chill before I get sick. I um-m-m… got us the same thing so just grab anything out of the bag, it’s only burgers and fries.”

Michelle grabbed her one suitcase wiped it off with a hand towel from the rack and then placed it on the luggage rack and popped it open looking thru her clothing for something to wear. She yanked out a t-shirt and a pair of shorts and proceeded to the bathroom. Little did she realize she had dropped the shorts upon the floor outside the bathroom door. She entered and shut it behind her, as it popped open without her realizing it and she got undressed from her wet clothing and turned on the shower water letting the steam fill within the shower as she stood there leaning over the sink with her head down.

She didn’t realize that her brother was able to see her, her naked profile as she leaned over the sink resting her head against the mirror before her waiting for the steam to build. Michelle turned pushing away from the sink and pulled the curtain door open as she stepped within the shower and left the hot water run over her body. Mark was able to see her through the clear cheap motel curtain as the steam started to rise as she arched a bit reaching up running her fingers through her hair. Michelle softly moaned as the heated water ran over her chilled body, she knew she’d probably be sick within the next few days with a cold from the rain and dampness.

She turned the water off and stepped out of the shower, grabbing a towel as she took it through her long wet hair, letting the beads of hot water run down her flesh as they raced along each curve of her form. She could feel her nipples harden as the cool air from the cracked door seeped in and touched her heated skin causing a shiver to run through her spine. She quickly ran the towel down her body then did another pass with a new dry one and made sure she got each inch of her naked body with it. She turned and dropped the towels on the floor so the maid knew they were used and slipped on her t-shirt and looked for her shorts which were no where to be found.

She hated to bother her brother she already felt uncomfortable as it was but needed them to put on. She wrapped her towel around her waist as she grabbed it from the floor and walked out and seen them laying there by the bed. She bent to grab them as the towel fell from her hands and as she went to grab it , it was to late as she fully exposed her rounded ass cheeks as well as a nice behind shot of her snatch to her brother. Quickly she grabbed the shorts and slipped them on, letting her see those tender twin petals part from behind as she struggles to get her shorts on. One foot was lifting, as they open a bit allowing a bit of glistening water to be seen along her slit, and then same view as she does the other leg until their up. Quickly she grabs the towel and takes it back into the bathroom and composes herself and exits back into the room looking to him. “Is it good?” Michelle asked knowing damn well what he saw and trying to forget that he did, trying to play it off a bit, or least the best she could.

 

[Morpheus1981]

“I called them, and momma answered and I tried to explain what was going on, she got part of it then the line went dead due to the storm. I heard her mention something about that. I guess I’ll grab the shower first, get rid of the chill before I get sick. I um-m-m… got us the same thing so just grab anything out of the bag, it’s only burgers and fries.”

Mark smiled at his sister as she turned and headed for the bathroom before picking up the slightly wet bags off of the table and placing them on the bed. He exhaled briefly and sat down on the large bed taking off his wet shirt and slinging it over a chair. While taking a bite out of a burger he could hear the shower begin to run and glanced over towards the bathroom and could see that the door was open just a crack. There was steam starting to come out of the top of the door and though he tried to resist what he was thinking, he put the food down and walked over to the door quietly and peered inside. There was a large mirror that he could see through the open crack and he could see the reflection of the shower door in it. Luckily for him he thought.. since the door was open it wasn't getting steamed up too bad, and he could almost make out the reflection of the shower stall almost perfectly. His mind flashed back to all of those times years ago when he always did this sort of thing.. trying anything to see his sister naked..once even stooping to placing a small mirror under the door to try and see her. He almost got caught that time but managed to make up some lame excuse quickly although he got the feeling that Michelle knew exactly what he was trying to do since she glanced down at his tenting pants and blushed ever so slightly before giving him the third degree and then ordering him out of her room. Mark stayed there and waited until Michelle was finished trying to hide himself out of her view so he could watch her. Eventually she finished and as the shower curtain swung aside, Marks pulse quickened.

His sister was more beautiful than he could have imagined. Her long wet hair clung to her milky white skin as she stepped over onto the small bathroom rug in the center of the room. Mark stood there in a daze for a few precious seconds as his twin sister dropped her towel revealing her lush full breasts and her neatly shaved V-shaped bush. She was still looking in the mirror and then started to fix her hair.. Mark took the opportunity to quickly get back over to the bed and out of her sight before he was caught. Neither of them had brought up sleeping arrangements yet and Mark figured that he'd probably be either spending the night on the hard floor somewhere, or on a couple of chairs pulled together..Just at that moment he spotted his now towel-clad dripping sister barely re-emerge from the bathroom.. Michelle reached over to the suitcase that was lying a few feet away on a small stand, and in doing so the towel that was wrapped around her form slipped off slightly as she bent over to rummage through the suitcase for her things.. giving him (another) perfect view of her sweet parted petals. He watched her eagerly pull one long leg, and then another into her shorts before she slipped back into the bathroom momentarily.. then walking back out..now with the towel back fully wrapped around herself as her eyes shot over to search out his.. searching them knowingly..

"Is it good..?"

"Y..yeah it..it's great Mish, thanks alot for getting the chow for us. I set your snacks up over there on the table for you." He tried to fight his urges not to look at his sisters body again but failed. She noticed.

"Sooo..how was your shower? I hope that the water was nice and hot..since uh.. the desk clerk did say that we had at least another few hours of electricity.. Enough towels in there?"

Smalltalk had never been Marks real strongpoint and Michelle knew it.. she giggled lightly.

 

[Sinful_whispers]

"So-o-o…how was your shower? I hope that the water was nice and hot. Since uh... the desk clerk did say that we had at least another few hours of electricity... Enough towels in there?"

Michelle felt a little embarrassed but knew she needed to get over it since her and her twin were going to spend the summer on the ranch together. There was enough acreage that she and he could easily be separated by, but they would be back in their old bedrooms again side by side and would be seeing each other in the house, meals and anything else they had to attend or tend to. She sighed softly as she walked to the small table with her food upon it and settled down crossing her legs, letting her right foot move back and forth which was something she did when she was nervous. She had to get over that uncomfortable feeling, there was just to much time that had passed and too much time wasted over the events within their childhood and teenage years.

“Yea, I left you two bath towels, a washrag and I left my shampoo and everything else in there if you wish to use it.” Just as her words ended a big bolt of lightening appeared in the sky catching her eye as she turned her head and watched as it struck an old oak tree in the field across the way. They could see the tree split right down the middle as it parted like the red sea did for Moses. She turned her head back around and looked to her brother, which was when she noticed the slight hard-on he was supporting which as much as Michelle didn’t wish to think about it or admit it, gave her a tingle within her loins.

She tried to not make it so noticeable or draw attention to herself so she quickly raised her eyes and swallowed hard then spoke, “I think its due time for your shower before you get sick or we lose the electric. I’m going to eat and go to bed; it’s been a really long couple days.” She turned from him, but only after her eyes dropped down again to his crotch and she left them run along the outline of his cock, as she knew that he wasn’t ‘small’ in size when they were younger and it seemed that he grew quite nicely into his body as they past years went by that they hadn’t seen each other. She pecked at a few fries and began to eat her burger which was still warm so she didn’t bother to heat it up. She didn’t need to see him enter the bathroom as she heard the door close behind him as he went to take his shower.

Michelle grabbed her burger keeping it in the foil and opened their room door and closed it almost fully behind them. She stood upon the cement balcony and watched it downpour, watching the rain beat from the cars as large puddles formed upon the macadam parking lot. You could hear the music from the bar playing, the old honky-tonk music that her daddy played when they used to sit upon the front porch as kids, drinking lemonade and munching on fresh baked cookies. So many memories came flooding back to her since that call about the selling of the ranch. There were so many options for her future, she knew her parents wanted to leave the ranch to her, him or both their children but each had their own life and it didn’t consist of the ranch being in it.

Michelle finished her burger and went back into the motel room where she took her shorts off not even thinking about it and crawled into the double bed wearing only her t-shirt and panties. She heard him singing in the shower, something he’d always done, but nobody had the heart to tell him a few singing lessons wouldn’t kill him. That thought caused her to chuckle as she slipped her arm under the flat pillow giving it a little height and turned to her side getting comfortable so that her back would be toward him when he came to bed. Michelle closed her eyes and listened to him sing, or what the family all said…’listen to him pretend to sing’ as her mind drifted back to when they finally decided they were going to go their separate ways.

They were sitting down in the hollow under the old oak tree discussing their futures when they kissed passionately. She remembers how her brother took her by the hand and led her to the flowery field, which was loaded with tall vibrant colored wild flowers. They lay down and he slowly began to undress her, she could feel his fingers upon her chest undoing the buttons of her short summery dress and feeling it open as it had buttons from top to bottom and the last few were already undone as it showed a bit of her thighs as she walked. Michelle remembered the feel of his throbbing cock in her hand, the way her long slender fingers curled around his hard blood filled organ as he suckled her taunt pink nipples with his warm mouth while she jacked him off getting him harder and harder as she moaned and grunted.

Michelle slid her hand down between her legs as that day returned to her in a flood of sexual memories. She remembered the way he climbed upon her and straddled her chest taking his cock within his hand and rubbing it over her lips letting his own sister taste the tricking pre-cum that oozed from the tip of his purple headed steel pole as he guided it into her warm mouth and began giving him head as he stroked the area around the base till she was able to handle his full length into her mouth and throat without gagging. His hips danced upon her upper chest as he looked down watching his twin sister work his thick fleshy pole in and out of that wet heated cavern of her mouth.


Michelle groaned out as her fingertips pressed against the silk material between her legs. She licked her lips and whimpered as her fingertips pressed that material between her semi-swollen petals and soaked up her slick nectar within it. Her fingers pressed her panties within her fuck hole as she moved them in and out against the material which stopped her from driving those long digits completely within her depth. Her breaths grew deeper as she played that scenario in her mind; everything was so vivid it was as if they were actually re-doing that scene. She and her twin brother were the stars of their own play within her mind as she rolled to her back and brought her feet up more along the bed letting her knees part open as she fingers pulled back and crooked the elastic allowing her to feel her pussy juices upon her fingertips as her back arched as soon as she touched her swollen pink clit with her thumb. Michelle was long in her own little world while mark was in the shower, she forget what was going on about her as the lights went out, and the only thing there was around them was her soft cries to the night as she teased herself...lost...and aroused as her mind took over her body.

 

[Morpheus1981]

Mark finished his shower and noticed that the lights started to flicker right he stepped out of the stall and dried himself off with a large towel. He noticed some of his sisters things on a shelf above the sink and added some of his own out of the small leather case that he had brought into the bathroom with him. As he was placing some of his cologne on the shelf, he noticed a bottle of strawberry shampoo of Michelles placed there. His mind flashed back to years ago..years ago when they first kissed under the old oak tree near Crawfish Creek as he took the bottle, opened it, and then inhaled briefly. Mark remembered that same pleasant feminine scent of his twin sisters hair as he kissed the tender spot right below her temple while she caressed her brothers raging hard-on. The way that Michelle curled her tiny soft hand around his steel rod and rubbed it softly as he trailed kisses down her neck drove him nuts almost to the point of insanity as they both moaned each others names out almost in unison. The sight of him slowly feeding his engorged cock into Michelles warm inviting mouth as she stuck out her tongue and tickled her own brothers balls was a vision that was eternally seared and singed into his subconscious mind. Mark couldn't count the number of times that he had masturbated furiously in private to that special memory of his sister and him that he treasured and it seemed what always set off his orgasmic explosion was picturing Michelles angelic eyes as she was pinned under him, so much like his own, staring up into his own lust-filled eyes as his twin sister gave him the best head of his young life.. Mark and Michelle both knew that they would have made love that day if they didn't hear their Mommas voice calling them for dinner. From that day on none of his girlfriends satisfied him sexually like his sister had began to do on that day.. and whenever they could steal some alone time with each other from that point on, they experimented more and more until eventually life took them different ways and they stopped being sexual with each other.. Hell, it even contributed strongly to the recent break-up of his latest marriage.. although he would never, EVER tell Michelle that. He didn't even tell her that he was divorced for Christ sakes.. and now he had skirted her questions about his "wife" two times, always changing the subject cooly..

The lights were now flickering more often as Mark heard the roll of thunder getting louder outside and he felt a slight sense of relief that the power even held on for them this long.. As he grabbed a towel and wrapped it tightly around his now hard cock and waist, he placed Michelles strawberry shampoo bottle back up on the shelf exactly like it was. He turned the doorknob, opened the door, and walked back into the now darkened motel room quietly after spotting Michelle form spread out on the bed and figuring that she had eaten her snack and lied down for a quick nap.. after all she had been traveling all day he thought and must be incredibly exhausted. Mark turned on a little nightlamp beside him and sat down on a chair near the rooms only bed, his back facing his sister as he slowly drying himself off a bit further from his refreshing shower with a second towel from his suitcase. He started at his short spiked hair and then continued on to his chest & biceps..

After he finished drying himself off he turned around and looked over at Michelle.. he noticed that her head was now slightly hidden under the covers and he smirked slightly at her exhaustion and left her there to sleep as he dressed again quickly and prepared to venture outside in the still growing storm to retrieve a few additional items that he had purposely left in the car outside..

 

[Sinful_whispers]

Michelle laid there with her eyes closed while her fingers danced along her silken netherlips feeling the slickness of her juices upon her fingertips not realizing till last minute what she had been doing. She heard the door of the motel bathroom open and her brother walk out. Slowly she then came to realize what was happening she stopped letting her finger lay against her swollen lips as she pretended to sleep. The covers covered her face enough that she could see his shadow against the drab dirty white wall and if she turned her head enough she was able to see his reflection in the mirror upon the wall over the long yet low dresser that ran along the wall. She bit her lip as she watched him dry himself off as he stood there naked. He turned enough that she could see his whole body and let that image melt within her mind as well as elsewhere which she tried not to let it effect her but failed. Her juices ran from the crease between those twin petals as she couldn’t tear herself away.

She swallowed slowly as she watched him get into his shorts, she noticed how well endowed her own brother was, and seemed he did grow into his body in all areas. Those forbidden feelings all came back to her as she watched him open the room door as she quickly shut her eyes incase he looked to her. She heard if close behind her and never gave to a thought where he was going, the only thing she gave into was her lustful feelings she felt within.

Rolling to her back she parted her legs and felt her puffed petals part as her fingers ran along her inner pink lips of velvet, she groaned out as her fingertips circled her slick entrance to her warm fuck hole which seeped a creamy milky juice from within it. Her hand turned just right to where her thumb was able to tease her hardened nub as she rubbed over it arching her hips. Michelle’s head went back into the pillow as her neck arched, her spine perfectly inline like the crescent moon. She again swallowed hard as she began to delve within her sex and let her fingers move forth into that wet warm tunnel as she began to finger herself slowly.

Never noticing the space between the curtains along the window of the room, never caring that anyone could peek through it and watch her as her legs moved the cover just enough that anyone would be able to see her splayed open snatch as her one finger held those damp silk panties aside. Her t-shirt moved up along her flat stomach as she squirmed upon the bed all the while soft moans released from her lips as she began exploring within her sex.

It had been to long since a male had entered her; she could feel her tightness as her muscles pussy engulfed her welcomed fingers. Her cries of pleasure rang out into the darkness as the shadows cast from dim parking lot lights that ran upon a small generator to keep only those bare essentials on at the bar and motel. Her breaths were ragged as she moved two fingers in and back out as her body lifted from the bed. Her shoulders and feet held all her weight as they moved in unison with her fingers. Michelle forgot she wasn’t at home, she had forgotten she was in a strange bed in a distant small town nowhere near home as she whimpered thru pursed lips. The closer she came to orgasm the faster her hips rose to meet her hand as she pulled it back and left a third finger enter her as in her mind danced the image of her twin brothers cock. Her tongue swiped across her lips as she groaned out as she remembered sucking the bulbous head, how good it felt upon her soft wet tongue, how she grew to be able to take his full length eventually fully into her throat as he taught her to swallow around it and to relax and enjoy it, to bring him pleasure as he eventually gave to her orally.

Michelle continued without a care in the world, as she never heard the motel room door open and her brother walk in, she never realized that the covers were now almost completely off her body as she masturbated.

 

[Morpheus1981]

With the image of Michelles naked body in the bathroom now seared deep into his mind, Mark exited the motel room and headed down the stairs and into the lobby on the ground floor. He hadn't seen his sisters body since when they first made love years ago and he felt his cock stiffen noticeably at the thought that here they were to share a very small motel room for at least the night.. maybe more depending on when the roads out of town would be safe enough to re-open. Half of him wished that they would never re-open. Unbeknownst to Michelle, he thought of her and their time together almost constantly since they parted 5 years ago even coming to the point of contributing greatly to the break-up of his most recent marriage although he would never ever tell his sister that.

Passing through the dimly lit lobby, he acknowledged the smiling desk clerk and then went outside to his car retrieveing a small red box before slipping it under his jacket to protect it from the drenching downpour. Arriving back into the lobby, he once again asked the desk clerk about the electricity and she told him that it was basically touch and go from there and could go at any time due to the ferocious storm raging outside. Walking back up the stairs with his special gift for his sister still dry & tucked away safely up into his jacket lining, Mark headed down the creaking, narrow second floor hallway searching the room numbers for #47. After finally finding #47, he quickly flung open the unlocked door to the mildly streetlit room discovering his half nude twin sister playing with herself feverishly, splaying her pussylips wide open directly towards him as she moaned throatily with her eyes closed.. still oblivious to her brothers presence. Mark stood there frozen in time for a few seconds just taking in the view of Mish skewering her cunt over and over with two long slender fingers as his 9" cock immediately hardened noticably in his soaked pants while a strange combined expression of intense excitement and underlying guilt for walking in on her like that now playing across his face..

Mark tried to hold back his oncoming coughing fit no doubt brought on by the quick change of temperature & surroundings, but he failed..

- Coughs loudly -

 

[Sinful_whispers]

Michelle groaned out as she continued to pump her three digits within her wet dripping pussy as she cried out humping and pumping her hips against her hand as the trickle of her own juices trickled down from her slit and between her cheeks as it formed a puddle under her which she didn’t care about at the moment. All Michelle cared about was reaching that edge…reaching that final moment when her body gave away and she released getting lost in a world of her own pleasures. The sound of the bed banging against the wall as she bounced her rounded firm cheeks up and down on the bed echoed out. Michelle was gone, lost at that point. Her body was greeting that explosive point where she couldn’t stop; she couldn’t turn back as she felt the tingle within her loins, feeling the slickness as she cried out thrashing her head back and forth from side to side.

Michelle felt the sweat beads upon her brow as a droplet of the salty moistness ran down over her one closed eyes as she tossed her head to the left letting it drop upon the pillow as the sound of her wetness as well as her cries and whimpers echoed in the darkness of the motel room. She plunged her three fingers within her soaked velvet tunnel as her thumb pressed her hard pink numb at the right exact moment as she cried out louder and moved her fingers out almost to the muscular entrance feeling a stream of her stick sweetness stream out like a fountain as she squirted and reached that point of climax. She left her cum flow, feeling it upon her inner calves as she got off, feeling the droplets run like rain drops on a window pane upon her flesh. Her back and neck ached hard , a perfect crescent moon all lined up as she once again pumped her pussy to allow the full feeling of release. Just as she suckled in a breath she heard her brother begin to cough which startled her. Her fingers quickly pulled back as she opened her eyes and gasped out as she saw her brother standing there looking at her laying there on the bed. Michelle didn’t move for a few seconds in time which seemed to feel like an hour or longer, she couldn’t tear her eyes from her twin brothers as he stood there at the doorway watching her pleasure herself.

Michelle didn’t know what to say as her hand slipped from between her creamy wet thighs, she then knew he had watched her which was something that she’s never shared with any of her past lovers before. To her masturbation was a private thing, they grew up with no explanation of sex for their parents thought that if not told, they won’t due and left them to learn elsewhere. Michelle tried to regain composure as her breaths were still deep, she reached with her opposite non-soaked creamed fingers and wiped her brow as she sat up and pressed herself against the headboard while she yanked the covers over herself with her somewhat sticky fingers. She dropped her eyes, and if her brother could see in the darkness he would see the look of shame and embarrassment upon her face, she could feel the heat within her cheeks as they changed to a deep crimson in color. She wasn’t one hundred percent sure he seen or heard anything but she could feel it within her that he did.

“ I-I...Mark...what are you doing sneaking around? Thought you just took a shower and now you went back out in the rain to get soaked…that doesn’t make no sense at all.” She could see by the dim lighting behind him he had a hard-on, and that was the thing that gave it away that he’d seen it all, that was the point Michelle felt like crawling under a rock, she had nothing more to say, she’d wished she never came on this summer trip now.

 

[Morpheus1981]

Mark just stood there stonefaced for a few seconds drinking in the sight of his beautiful sister pleasuring herself before snapping back to his senses and casually turning away as if he saw nothing out of the ordinary..the room was pretty dark after all except for the dim light from the small steetlamps outside in the parking lot. In those few split seconds, a flood of thoughts burned throughout his mind..all of them concerning his sister.. was she thinking about me..?after all it could have been anybody that she was thinking about. He had no idea..after all they hadn't seen each other for five years only calling each other and exchanging a few E-Mails..that's it. Michelle never talked much about her love life to Mark and neither did he to her. It was like they wanted it that way and it was sort of an unspoken rule between them.

Mark had by far the better view of Michelle that she did of him considering that there was some light behind her from the window and he could easily see her silhouette, while there was nothing of the sort behind where he was standing, mostly just darkness.. although she could probably see his form since her eyes were adjusted to the darkness by now while his weren't yet. Nevertheless, there was no way that he was gonna make his sister feel uncomfortable by admitting to her what he had seen, or even try anything else out of the million lustful ideas that were shooting through his mind at the moment which he somehow managed to hold back. He loved Michelle way too much to hurt her like that or to try and take advantage of the situation only to satisfy his own unrelenting sexual desires for her. She's your sister man..hell, she was probably thinking about one of a million other guys while she was doing that to herself.. Mark thought to himself while feeling his cock growing even harder in his trousers if that was possible..

“ I-I...Mark...what are you doing sneaking around? Thought you just took a shower and now you went back out in the rain to get soaked…that doesn’t make no sense at all.”

S..Sorry Mish..uh..I was..was just outside checking..uh.. if I had locked the car up since the clerk at the desk warned me of some recent break-ins. I mean all we need now is for the car to get stolen..right? Mark watched as Michelle slowly inched the covers up over her body while he talked. "Damn looks like I gotta change my clothes again..they're soaked."

Mark smiled over in her direction and then turned, leaving his sister lying there in the bed hopefully with the impression that he saw nothing and didn't hear her moans over the sideways rain pounding against the windows. He was already half planning the next days activities for them while he grabbed some dry clothes out of his travel bag and then headed off into the bathroom to jerk-off.