A Back Rub For Julia Ch. 08 - Sex Stories

A Back Rub For Julia Ch. 08

... get her back rubbed while wearing only her underwear, because she flounced around the house in her panties all the time. She also never wore a bra when she was trying to be comfortable, only t-shirts, so there was no problem there. But the French cut lace that she now wore was a little more sensual that the cotton ones that she tended to wear around the house, and I didn't want to plant any suspicions in my father's mind. I started rubbing her back sedately, as if I really didn't enjoy doing it; but instead, that I just wanted to be nice to my little sister. Katie gave me an understanding grin. "Come on in, dad. It's open." My father is a physically imposing man. All six feet, six inches of him walked in the door. I always wanted to be even taller than he was, but I seriously doubt that I will grow any taller than my current height of 6'3". I guess that I have a little too much of my mother in me. My mom, like Katie, is only a couple of inches over five feet. "Kids, we have an emergency at home." I hate to admit it to myself, but deep down inside, I was relieved at this news. Thank god. He didn't know about our incestuous relationship. "Your great aunt Barbara is in the hospital, and it doesn't look good." I could tell by my dad's grave expression that he was very worried. "Is there anything that we can do to help out, dad?" Katie's voice was appropriately concerned, but I knew that she didn't like my dad's aunt any better than I did. She was always overly critical of my ...

... sister, and it was plain that Julia was definitely her favorite niece. Nothing that my sister did was good enough for Aunt Barbara, at least in comparison to Julia's accomplishments. Fortunately, the two girls were so incredibly close to each other that no amount of favoritism, or discrimination could separate them. I hated the way she tried to play the girls against each other since we were little kids, so I never really liked her much either. Don't get me wrong, I didn't want anything bad to happen to her. After all, she was still family. Call me selfish, but I hated the idea of cutting the best week of my life short because of her poor health. My sister's eyes were locked onto mine, and I could tell that she knew what was about to happen as well as I did. It was totally stupid, but I just felt an acute sense of dread. It was like the bond that Katie and I had formed with each other might vanish at the end of this vacation. It was a stupid thought, because this wasn't a fairy tale, this was real life, and real love. I was in love with my sister, and she returned my feelings with, if anything, a greater intensity. She claimed to have been in love with me for years; my love for Katie was incredibly strong, but my realization of those feelings was only a few days old. I had no rational explanation for the inexplicable sense of dread that I was experiencing, but I knew that I didn't want this vacation to end. "No, Kitten," my dad said gently, "it's all up to the Lord now." He ...