My Sister, Our Secret: Chapter 2 - You Have Mail - Sex Stories

My Sister, Our Secret: Chapter 2 - You Have Mail

Chapter 2: You Have Mail

So there I was, the guy who had lurid pictures of his sister in his locker. It was mid-summer by that point; about a month-and-a-half to go before I would go home. I was wondering what our relationship would look like after this. I planned to move to a campus in a different town (about an hour away) that school year, got an apartment with a friend of mine. So I wouldn't see her at home every day. But I still wondered how what we were doing would change our brother-sister relationship. Where did I want it to go? Where COULD it go? We came from a very conservative and religious family. There was no way we could ever tell anyone even just about the pictures she sent me, never mind anything else that might happen.So I was the guy with these questions rattling around in my head with "normal" people all around me at work that summer, intensely turned on by my own sister and trying to come to grips with the possibility that she may return the interest. Every opportunity I had when alone in the room, I would get out her pictures and have the most insane masturbations of my life while looking at my own sister. The taboo of what I was doing just added to the intensity in a way that was absolutely mind-spinning.So what to do next? I got a letter from her a couple of days after the pictures had arrived along with one from mom and dad (I'm assuming she mailed the pictures on her own, privately, to keep mom and dad from asking questions). Her letter was pretty ...

... normal and she didn't mention the pictures, but she was complaining a lot about the guy she was dating at the time. I wrote back a normal letter, agreeing with what she said about her boyfriend and casually suggesting that she and I spend a bit more time with each other. Maybe we could do a drink and a hike every so often or some such, to help her feel better.This was really out of character for us. Our relationship was good, and it had evolved over time. But it was also the usual bump-friction that brothers and sisters usually have, and we would not ever have just taken off together. We'd have the odd lunch together or something during the day, but nothing beyond that. So this was putting myself out there a bit. I also knew that she wouldn't share the letter outright with mom and dad, so it was private-ish. But I still didn't want to suggest anything that would either freak her out and/or look weird to our parents if they did read the letter.Almost as an afterthought (so as to not draw undue attention to it), I thanked her for helping my days and that they were much better. I was assuming she would get the hidden meaning.Fast forward a couple of weeks. I got another letter from mom and dad along with one from her. Again more shitty developments with her boyfriend, stuff about how she liked her summer job etc... And then, but most importantly, the casual afterthought line of "Yeah, I'd like to do stuff. You'll have to drive, though! No wheels for me. And I get to choose the ...