Back Rub for Julia - Sex Stories

Back Rub for Julia

... The only positive thought in my mind was the advice that I gave Katie: what is already done cannot be undone. I was lost in thought as I pulled on my clothes. It was about a twenty minute drive to town, and I had about forty-five minutes until it was time to leave. Some time within the next two hours, I would be completely alone with Katie, and Julia. My sister and my cousin. My two lovers. *** I had thought that my dad would drive into town, and that I would drive the Escalade back to the vacation house. But I guess that he wanted to rest for those extra few minutes, because he handed me the keys, and climbed into the passenger side, all the while deep in thought. The girls rode in the back seat, along with my mom. Julia's hair was still damp, since she had taken a shower while Katie and I were having sex, earlier. I still didn't know how to feel about our earlier encounter. It was almost like Katie didn't care if she got pregnant, or not. I don't really think my feelings were fair to my sister, because I had been a more than willing participant in our frenzied lovemaking. I looked over at my dad. He was so tall that his head almost touched the roof of the Cadillac SUV. He looked really tired, but I guess that he should, since he worked outside all day doing landscaping. He still had four hours of driving ahead of him, and I didn't envy him that. I had never thought of my dad as old, or as having any weaknesses. He was the toughest man that I knew. He had been a golden ...

... gloves boxing champion when he was young, and he was base champion twice when he was in the Army. My dad wanted me to follow in his footsteps, but I never seemed to have the coordination for boxing. "Thanks for letting us stay until Sunday, mom and dad." Katie said. I glanced into the rear view mirror, and I saw her and Julia lock eyes, in a knowing gesture. They both had impish grins on their faces. "I know that you kids can take care of yourselves for a few days, Kitten." For some strange reason, my dad had nicknamed my sister Kitten when she was only one year old. "Besides, I know that we raised you both right. We don't have to worry about you guys throwing any wild parties, do we?" "No!" all three of us chanted in unison. The drive to town was completely uneventful. The roads were almost abandoned. We only passed one car on the way. My mom never said a word, and I thought that she would probably sleep most of the way home. We pulled into the rental car agency, but had to wait for almost ten minutes until the agent arrived. The rental place wasn't usually open at this hour, but it was an emergency, so AAA Travel Services had called the poor guy at home, and rousted him out of bed. My dad went inside for about ten minutes, and he came out with the keys to a blue Toyota Camry. I helped my parents load their luggage into the trunk, and watched them drive off into the night. We were finally free! All three of us climbed back into the white SUV, and headed back to the house. ...