My Sister Got Buzzed At Christmas (closed for Makitsu_Trinity)

[BurningMonkey]

"Well, here we are," Brad said as he turned off the car. He glanced over at Kate. "Try not to be nervous; they don't bite." He smiled. "Or at least not hard enough to leave marks," he added as a joke.

The house was festooned with strings of lights, wreathes, images of candles, and a few wire-frame reindeer in the front yard that moved their heads as if grazing. Aunt Nellie loved Christmas, and she loved entertaining, and every few years when it came her turn in the rotation to host the family Christmas get-together... well, she went a little crazy. Uncle George grumbled, but went along.

"Oh, I'll, uh...I'll try," Kate said nervously from the passenger seat, unconsciously sweeping a lock of her long brown hair back over her shoulder and staring at the house, clearly intimidated. By the number of cars parked in the front area, not only Brad's extended family had been invited, but several of the neighbors, too. It would be a crowd, and intimidating to anyone who hadn't attended before.

Brad leaned over to give her a hug and a reassuring smile. "Aw, they're gonna love you, Kate. You'll see." Levering open the driver's side door, he stepped out. "Well, there's no reason to put it off, I guess..." he said, walking around to open Kate's door and usher her towards the front steps. A big farmhouse from the last century, set about 1/4 mile back from the road, it loomed larger and larger in Kate's mind the closer they got.

She took Brad's arm and resolutely mounted the steps.

 

[Makitsu_Trinity]

Kit chatted with her parents, sitting on a couch nestled in a little box-out window. She kept watching out the window, noting how much thicker the incoming flurry was getting. She bit her lip as she thought about her brother, Brad, out on the road. She also was a little nervous about meeting the new girl. What was her name? Kasey? Kathy? Kate, that was it. She grimaced. Apparently this one was something special. Brad never brought girls home. They'd emailed plenty about potential family-meeting partners, but none had ever made it.

Just as she was wondering how this one was any different, headlights shone through the window. Kit jumped up, cutting her mother off mid-sentence. She set her drink down on the end table next to her and ran to the front door, much like the child she once was. At the door, she paused, composing herself. She was a woman now, not a girl. She blushed a little at the glances she received from family and friends. She sighed, straightened her short skirt, and brushed some stray strands of golden blonde hair out of her face.

She opened the door and was grateful for the brand new bra she'd just bought. It hid her instantly hardened nipples from the cold. Her heels clicked across the iced over porch. She peered out into the darkness, and as soon as she spotted him, she brightened and ran precariously down the steps, her heels clicking every step of the way. Eventually, halfway down the walk, she took her shoes off, carrying them in her hands. Her feet hurt from the cold, but that didn't stop her from running right into his arms.

"What took so long?" she demanded.

 

[BurningMonkey]

They were approaching the house when what appeared to be an orange explosion burst out of the door and came hurrying down the walk, stopping only long enough to pull some fuck-me shoes off before barreling into Brad.

At closer range she resolved herself into a girl about Kate's age, with long blonde hair and an eager smile. Maybe I should go blonde... Kate wondered as she watched the enthusiastic family reunion.

"Whoa!" Brad said as he wrapped his arms around his sister and hugged her tight. "Girl, you're crazy! It's freezing out here!"

What took so long? Kit demanded when they separated a little. "Easy, Kitty-cat," Brad said grinning down at her upturned face. "In case you didn't notice, it's snowing, and the roads are a mess."

He disentangled himself from her and turned. "Kit, this is Kate. Kate, this is Kit, my younger sister. And the rest," he said, putting his arms around both girls and hustling them towards the house, "can wait until we're inside..."

 

[Makitsu_Trinity]

"You really can't," Kit agreed, wrapping an arm around his waist. She peered over at Kate and offered a cheery smile. "You'll love the family, and Brad, you should see the size box under the tree for Henry," the newest baby in the family, "Plus his little cheeks are just so pinchable."

She twittered on as they walked up the path to the front door where they were welcomed into a sea of hugs and kisses as people they hadn't seen all year flocked around to greet the newcomers.

Kit slid off into the kitchen to pour a glass of Aunt Harriet's "special" eggnog. She brought out two glasses and handed one to Brad, the other to Kate. "Make yourself at home," she hollered over the din.

 

[BurningMonkey]

Brad smiled and greeted everyone, even the neighbors he didn't know. He glanced at Kate; she was doing okay, if seeming a bit overwhelmed. Poor girl, he thought. If there had been another occasion, one not quite so stuffed with people, she would have done better. But this was the first chance he'd had to get home, and there was no help for it--she would have to soldier on through it.

His mom and dad finally made their way through the press to give hugs and kisses. His mother turned to Kate. "Welcome to our family," she gushed. She's as nervous as Kate, Brad thought, and smiled to himself. Well, it's the first 'girlfriend' of mine she's met since I went to school, so I guess I can't blamer her.

Just then Kit returned with two glasses, handing one to each of them. Brad sipped the milky concoction, and winced. "Damn, she puts more rum in it every year, I swear..." He eyed Kit. "That's a nice dress you're almost wearing; do you want to give Uncle Peter a heart attack?" he asked with a grin. Peter was the family "religious", always railing against the moral failings of the current generation.

Brad had always teased his sister, and especially when she began to sprout boobs and hips. He never ceased to be amused by her embarrassment at her own budding sexuality.

The dress was strangely provocative, even though it showed very little, really. It's just the way it fits her, he decided. The skirt was short, but not tight. Rather, it sort of clung to her hips and butt, somehow simultaneously covering while emphasizing her womanly curves. And the scoop neck drew attention to her nicely-formed, perky but full bustline. Not a little girl anymore, he thought. Oh, no.

 

[Makitsu_Trinity]

Kit couldn't help giggling as she sipped her own cup which she had retrieved at one point from the end table. She motioned for Brad and Kate to join her in the little alcove where she'd been planted not too long ago. She was ready to catch up with her brother and didn't want to wait any longer.

 

[BurningMonkey]

Brad saw Kit motioning himself and Kate to the bay window seat, but instead of following he pushed his glass into Kate's hand. "You two girls go ahead and get acquainted a little. I have to bring the gifts in from the car, yet. I'll be along in a little while." Beckoning to his father, who had offered to help bring things in, he led the way out the door and back into the snow.

Kate followed Kit to the window seat and settled in, placing Brad's drink on the ledge beside her. She was wearing a somewhat conservative though festive outfit of a long-sleeved semi-sheer blouse with camisole bra underneath and a dark pencil skirt that ended just above the knee. She felt almost dowdy, however, facing Kit in her brighter dress and stilettos, the cowl-neck showing off a creamy expanse of upper chest.

She took a sip of her drink, feeling the rum warm her throat, and said, "Well, Kit, it's nice to meet you at last. Brad talks about you all the time. I have to say I didn't realize how pretty you would be, and what a sharp dresser, too! So, are you in school, too?"

 

[Makitsu_Trinity]

Kit felt a twinge of pride that her brother spoke of her. They'd always been close.

"Thanks. Actually, I've been sticking around here to help our grandparents. What about you? Do you share classes with my brother or something? How did you guys meet?"

Kit was obviously getting ahead of herself, but what did this girl have that made her special enough to come home?

 

[BurningMonkey]

"Well, it's not an unusual story. We met at an off-campus party. And, well, we hit it off." Actually, Brad and Kate had more than "hit it off"--that night they had fallen into bed within minutes of meeting and fucked like bunnies all the rest of that night and for several nights thereafter. Their sexual adventures had only recently diminished somewhat as they realized they had to put some time into studying something besides each other's anatomy. But the coupling was still regular, and often.

Brad was by far the best sex Kate had ever had, but she wasn't about to tell that to Brad's sister, especially after just meeting her...

"He was charming, and funny, and smart, and I fell in love," Kate said. And he does this thing with his tongue that just makes me want to explode, she thought, but didn't say.

"How about you?" Kate asked, changing the subject. "Are you seeing anyone special? And what is it about your grandparents that you need to stick around and help them out?"

 

[Makitsu_Trinity]

Kit couldn't help laughing as she set her drink down.

"Well, I give myself a bit too much credit. I'm more crashing here between jobs. I'm a freelancer for the paper and they were overstaffed this winter."

The special-someone question peeved her as Kit thought of herself as an independent woman. She had fun, not relationships. Still, she smiled sweetly and shook her head.

"With the writing, I don't have much time, but maybe this will be my lucky year."

 

[BurningMonkey]

Kate looked at the girl curiously. She certainly wouldn't lack for attention from men, what with her nice body and long blonde hair and sparkling blue eyes, a somewhat lighter shade than Brad's. Maybe she just didn't want to get tied down...?

She smiled. "Playing the field can be fun, too. I did, up until I met Brad. Now I don't want to play with anyone else." She leaned over and patted Kit's knee. "It happens to the best of us. Maybe it will happen to you, too."

She looked around the room, festive with holly wreaths and candles and little Christmas chotchkies and figurines and wall hangings. "My goodness; your family goes in for Christmas in a big way, don't they? I come from a small family, myself; just the parents, and one sister. This is all a bit...overwhelming."

 

[Makitsu_Trinity]

Kit looked around the room, the traditional holiday decor twinkling and rocking just slightly from the excessive movement of so many bodies crammed into her grandparents' almost-too-small house. She smiled warmly.

"You'll get used to it. Especially if you are in for the long haul. Wait until you see the anniversary party my grandparents throw every year. They got married in July, close to the fourth, so they tie it all in together and the whole town comes out."

Kit wasn't sure if she was actually trying to console Kate, or if she was trying to intimidate her.

 

[BurningMonkey]

"Wow...that must be...something..." Kate answered, sipping her drink again. It seemed the more she sipped, the less out of place she felt. Must be the rum...

Further talk was interrupted by the reappearance of Brad and his father, arms laden with brightly wrapped packages. In a family this big, no one could afford to buy presents for everyone, so they exchanged names early in November and everyone had only two gifts to buy. But everyone always brought "extra" presents for their own close family and friends.

They deposited their spoils on the growing pile at the end of the room--there was no way that many things would or could fit under the tree--and shrugged out of their coats, handing them to one of the cousins/grandchildren who had been detailed off to deposit outerwear in one or more of the upstairs bedrooms.

Smiling, Brad came over and sat next to Kate, giving her a brief hug and kiss on the cheek. "So," he said, picking up his glass and taking a goodly swallow of the rummy brew, "what have you been up to, Kit? What's your latest investigative piece? Corruption rife in the animal control unit? The growing epidemic of missing street signs? Mayor boffing the female police cadets? What? What's going on in our little Peyton Place of a town?"

 

[Makitsu_Trinity]

"I wish I had something that exciting. Instead, I am stuck writing my crap fan fictions," sarcasm thickened her voice, "Until spring at least. They were overstaffed with regular employees. No need for a crummy freelancer."

She sipped the rum-infused eggnog, downing it a little faster than maybe she should have. Talking about her lack of work was almost more irritating than discussing her love life.

"How about you? How's work?"

 

[BurningMonkey]

Brad shrugged. "Work's okay. It pays the bills while I'm finishing school. Kinda boring, though. Reading through crap stories...Some days I think if I see one more comma splice or run-on sentence, I'll just go out and step in front of a bus." He was a junior editor at an e-publishing operation, a job that he'd thought would mesh well with his BA in English while he worked on his Master's. But it turned out that a lot of people thought they could write when, in fact, they couldn't.

He sipped his drink. "But every now and then...every now and then you run across someone who's work you read and you think to yourself, 'Hey--this is good.' And that keeps me going. You know," he continued thoughtfully, looking at Kit, "you should submit some of your stuff." He turned to Kate. "She writes really well; she used to do short stories in high school, and let me read them. Oh, sure...they were about teenage girl stuff: Fashion, and boys, and cars, and boys, and heartbreak, and so on."

Turning back to Kit, he said earnestly, "But they were well-written teenage girl stuff. I'm serious. Think about it, okay? After all," he winked and put on his best Don Corleone impression, "You got family in the business...you do me a favor, I do you a favor...one hand washes the other, knowwhaddamean?"

Just then several aunts came rushing up, Aunt Nellie proclaiming, "Okay, everybody--picture time!" They began ushering--well, more like herding--everyone into the family room for the endless group photos.

Brad sighed. "Come on," he said wearily as he stood and offered Kate his hand. "We may as well go and endure the torture now, or they'll never give us any peace."

 

[Makitsu_Trinity]

At Brad's mention of her writing, she blushed, remembering the endless "romance" she'd written. Part of the reason she avoided serious relationships. They were just too complicated. She listened, almost horrified, as he described them to Kate.

"I'll think about it," she muttered just as they were hoisted from their perch and swept away in the crowd for the photos. Kit found their parents and pulled over Brad and Kate, standing between the two couples, more specifically between her brother and father. She smiled brightly as the flash began blinding everyone. She couldn't help slightly adjusting herself here and there for different angles between shots.

She hadn't mentioned to Brad, because she didn't want him to worry, but she had been offered a modeling job and writing position for a magazine stationed just outside the town. She was eager to get started after the New Year.

 

[BurningMonkey]

And of course after the photo-taking there were carols at the piano... And then craft-making with the little ones... The round of "traditions" was endless, and a new one seemed to be added every year.

Finally, it was time for The Big Event. The older men in the family used to take turns, but for the last few years it had been cousin Adam by popular acclaim. He was tall, well over six and a half feet, and did theater as his passion while catering to pay the food bills. With a large pillow stuffed in his belt and a long, white beard, he was the perfect Santa.

The youngest cousins, nieces, and nephews were kept busy with craft-making while Adam slipped into the basement to don his costume, and at the proper cue came stumping up the stairs "Ho, ho, Ho!"-ing as a few family members down below shook sleighbells. Once in the main part of the house, he took his customary seat in the rocking chair by the tree and began pulling gifts from his sack. As he called each name, that person would come sit on his lap. If it was an adult, he made some risqué comment; if a child, he'd make a silly joke. And of course there were more pictures...

The older family members had stuffed the sack with one present for each person attending, chosen from among the stacks in the corner of the room. It was a fun tradition, but considering the number of people in the house, it was also a long one.

At one point "Santa" pulled a small box from the sack; glancing at the name on the gift, he puzzled for a moment. "Hmmm..." he said, "I see a "K", and a "T"...I'm guessing this one is for Kit. Where's Kit?," he said, pretending to look around the room. "Is there a 'Kit' here...?"

 

[Makitsu_Trinity]

Kit giggled and skipped forward.

"Santa baby," she sang jokingly. She sat on his lap to receive her gift, giving a suggestive look at the camera for her picture, but made a funny face at the last second. She stumbled off after getting the package and giggled, feeling a little dizzy. She thought maybe it was a good time to slow down on the nog. She settled into the seat she had claimed before and turned the gift over in her hands. It was pretty small in size, and she recognized the paper she had helped Brad pick out at Christmas clearance sales the year before. She thought it was kind of funny he had gotten her for the exchange when they were going to get each other gifts anyways, but that was a chance when the names were randomly drawn.

She watched with glee as the rest continued the festivities. Before the end of an hour, the living room floor was knee deep with wrapping paper and children were shouting at each other to "Check out what I got". She helped more than one over-eager child undo the unnecessarily complicated ties and plastic that secured the toys to their packages and inserted God only knew how many batteries.\

It took a while for her to be able to slip back into the kitchen for a quick breather. She refilled her glass and stepped out onto the back patio into the crisp night air. The snow had stopped falling and a beautiful spray of stars twinkled above.

 

[BurningMonkey]

Brad helped with the usual teasing and catcalling from the sidelines during the Santa play, and watched as Kate got drawn into the helping young ones unwrap, break out, and assemble things. She looked at home after a minute, talking to the little girls about dolls and clothing, and the boys about construction sets and action figures.

Only half of his scrutiny was attributable to boyfriend pride in his woman; the other half was critically evaluating how she dealt with children. Somewhere in the back of his mind, only half-formed, was a vague notion of maybe starting a family one day, and he was judging whether this was the woman he would want to do that with. Such are the Byzantine overtones of family meetings...

After managing to extricate himself from Uncle Mike and Uncle Peter, whose only interests in life seemed to be their portfolios and their triglycerides, he slipped into the kitchen for some more eggnog. He knew he shouldn't be drinking this fast, but sometimes it took a little extra to deal with these extended family in-gatherings. As a comedian once said, "I drink to make other people more interesting."

Glancing out the window, he saw Kit standing in the cold air. His first inclination was to leave her there; she was probably seeking a little solitude herself, and he shouldn't intrude. But his second thought, as he looked her over from shapely legs to curvy ass to quarter-moon hints of boobs peeking out to the side from behind a straight back to long, curly blond locks and back down again, he pulled open the door and stepped outside.

"Beautiful night," he said conversationally. "Just getting away for a minute? Me, too. Mind if I join you?"

 

[Makitsu_Trinity]

"Do I ever mind?" She smiled at him and looked back up at the star-spray. She had been just considering going inside when he'd come out. Suddenly the air didn't have such a chill to it. There was something comforting about having him close, especially on such an important holiday. She sighed heavily, part in relief and comfort, part out of frustration at how little she actually did see him. Again, she felt a guilty twinge of jealousy as her mind flicked back to the girl. The one who now occupied his time.

"She's quite a catch, isn't she?" she mused, trying to sound flattering, but just coming out flat.

 

[BurningMonkey]

He stepped up close behind and wrapped his arms around her. "It's cold out here; let me warm you up a bit." He looked up at the night sky with her, and answered, "She's a good woman, but I don't know that 'catch' is exactly the right term, considering I wasn't really fishing." He smiled into her hair. "We just sort of came together, and it clicked. For both of us. Sometimes accidents work out well..."

After a few moments of quiet, he said, "She's an education major, you know. Wants to be a teacher. And she's good with kids, as you saw in the other room; she was on the floor playing tea party with Samantha, then helping Josh put together his Transfomer thing. She's sweet, and kind, and pretty, and I like her. A lot. Maybe even enough..." he didn't finish the thought, only repeated it. "Maybe even enough..."

 

[Makitsu_Trinity]

Kit shivered a bit. She didn't understand why the thought of him settling down, unsettled her so much. She nestled closer to him, just nodding.

"You should probably get back to her. People will be heading out in the next couple hours and we don't need her getting carried away by those kiddos."

She kissed his cheek and shoved him towards the door.

 

[BurningMonkey]

Brad laughed. "Okay; don't stand out here until you turn into an icicle," he said. Somehow he was reluctant to release her; she felt good, and warm in his arms...

He retreated back through the kitchen door, retrieved his drink, and made his way back into the chaos. There he was met by a flushed Kate, who came and sat next to him. "Whew, boy...your family wears me out," she said, waving her hand at her face. "Busy, busy, busy..."

He leaned over and whispered in her ear, "Maybe we should sneak upstairs, find an empty room, and get busy ourselves..." as he dropped his hand to her knee and ran his fingers lightly up the inside of her thigh and back. She flushed even more. "Stop it; you're going to embarrass me in front of everyone." But she was smiling even as she said it, and her eyes when she glanced at him were shining with mischief.

He laughed and removed his hand, draping it around the back of her chair instead, where he softly caressed her shoulder. "You know you'd love it," he said, smiling. But he relented, and just sat quietly with her watching the bedlam continue.

 

[Makitsu_Trinity]

Finally alone, Kit pulled out the gift she knew was from her brother. She had almost wanted to open it while he was standing there, but she had been lost in his embrace. She flushed darkly and mentally slapped herself for getting so excited by her own blood. What was going on with her lately? Jealousy? Possessiveness? That wasn't like her.

She shook her head as she ripped the paper off the tiny package. She opened the box and let out a little gasp. Nestled in folds of silvery tissue paper was a satin pair of the flimsiest panties she had ever seen, save a tiny nub towards the front. She knew all too well what these were. She giggled as she thought of the first time she had seen a pair of vibrating panties in the adult store with her best friend. They had laughed at the idea, but Kit had been extremely aroused by the idea of having to hide pleasure while sitting at her desk.

She dug a bit through the tissue paper, looking for the little remote that she thought was supposed to come with it, but not finding it, she furrowed her brow in confusion. Just as she was about to put the lid back on the box, she saw a little card fall to the ground. She retrieved it and read her brother's poorly scrawled handwriting.

' I would love to see you in these asap, Love, Brad. '.

 

[BurningMonkey]

The time finally came when things were winding down. People got up, announced they were going, now, then spent another thirty to forty-five minutes saying goodbye to everyone, and exchanging more gossip and news that somehow had not been exchanged in the past several hours. The younger ones stood around in their coats that they had been instructed to don, growing fidgety as their departure was delayed, then delayed again.

Brad remembered those days; he'd learned quickly growing up that "Go put your coat on; we're going" actually meant "We'll be passing out the door in about an hour." He'd taken to just fetching his coat, and keeping it by his side during the wind-down. When the door was actually opened, then he would put his coat on, and not before.

This family left first, then that family, then some of the neighbors, then another family...as the crowd slowly dwindled, he wondered where Kit had gotten off to. He also was contemplating whether or not he could get away with a quick grope-and-tickle with Kate somewhere more private; the opportunities were opening up, now that there weren't so many people in the house.

But the chance never came. Brad didn't question what was making him feel horny, he just went with the feeling. He wasn't in the habit of self-examination. He just knew that since that brief interlude with Kit on the back patio he'd had an itch, and he wanted to scratch it...