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 Title: Empty Nesters Ch.  02


Summary: Divorced siblings' romance continues.


Keywords: inc,fic



   I awoke from the most sound sleep I can remember having.  Katie was no
longer in bed with me.  My morning wood was telling me I needed to make a
bathroom visit.  The light coming in through the hurricane shutters of the
house told me it was getting on in the morning.  So I motivated myself to
get up.  As I arose from the bed, I realized all the activity during the
previous couple days was telling me my exercise routine definitely needed
updating and should maybe include some yoga.  In my bathroom, I determined
I'd brush my teeth and have a sit down visit.

   Katie must have heard the noise and appeared at the door to the water
closet portion of the bathroom.  "Dan, you shouldn't brush your teeth while
using the toilet," she scolded me.

   "I was just saving time.  Plus I see plenty worse hygienic habits aboard
the rig," I tried deflecting the criticism.

   "Give me that toothbrush, you goof," she persisted.

   She'd only been here a few days now.  But it seemed my big sister was
taking charge of a few things.  I couldn't argue with her of course.  I had
just been thinking of how much I loved her.  Now with her walking away in
her silk nightgown with the sunlight beaming through I ached to have her
again.  Finishing up I joined her back at the double basin sink.  After
washing my hands, I took the toothbrush and restarted.  I noticed she'd
moved some of her necessities into the other side of the counter.

   Finally, finishing my morning ritual, I commented on her move.  "I see
you are moving in now."

   "Yeah, I know I said we had all the time in the world.  Some things just
make sense though.  Having my stuff in here makes things easier.  You were
right, your timing was just a little weird at that moment," she said
lovingly.  Then she gave me a peck on the cheek.

   My timing had been fairly off.  I'd just been so excited with the
birthday gifts she'd given me.  I hadn't had sex in such a long while. 
Then yesterday, she'd given me more sex that I'd ever had in a single day.
I had found myself plunging into a relationship with my sister like I'd
never expected.

   My gaze wasn't meeting her eyes as she was explaining.  The light coming
from the skylight was giving her shape in that nightgown an angelic aura.
"What should we do today?" I asked, finally refocusing on her face.

   "Well, I think we should give you a break," she teased.  "I was
thinking, maybe you can give me a bit of a tour around."

   "Yeah, I'd planned on that for sure.  I was thinking we might go see my
travel agent today, too.  That shouldn't take too long, I just want to get
her looking in case there might be some deals."

   "That should be enough for the first part of the day.  We can take it as
it comes," she said gazing down at my still erect member.  "I definitely
want to get in some more aerobic activities though," She commented with a
devilish grin appearing on her face.

   "It really does have a mind of its own, Sis.  We can just ignore his
opinion this morning," I said.

   "I think I could use a break for a bit too.  I'm still adjusting.  I
hadn't had any sex for over a year.  Also, while your thickness has been
wonderful, it has been stretching my um - my abilities a bit."

   "Yeah, we don't want you getting rubbed raw either," I agreed.  "You
hungry?  I was just thinking scrambled eggs and fruit, but if you would
like something else we can certainly do that."

   "Simple sounds good this morning, Danny.  My body is reminding me I'm
forty-four."

   "Katie, you look damn good to me.  I wouldn't put you much over thirty,
honestly."

   "Okay well, you might be biased," she said adoringly.

   "Well, I'll go get breakfast ready, then we can get showered and head
out," I offered, heading towards the door.  I stopped and have Katie a big
groping hug.  Looking at us in the mirror, I really thought she looked
about the same age as me.  Her body was firm and her face was soft with no
noticeable lines.  Her long blond hair just as I remembered it from her
last visit.  It was hard to see the family resemblance, I had a darker
complexion and hair, kind of dirty blond.  She'd gotten our mother's looks
and I'd gotten our father's.

   "What are you thinking, Danny?"

   "Just how lovely you are and how much I love you, Sis," I whispered in
her ear.

   "I love you more," she teased back.

   I just started laughing as I remembered our conversation yesterday.  "Oh
yeah, it's your turn; isn't it?"

   Out in the kitchen I made some scrambled eggs in a small nonstick pan.
While they were cooking a made a couple bowls of banana and strawberry
slices.  Then I stuck a couple pieces of some whole wheat artisan bread in
the toaster.  When Katie appeared everything was just about ready.  She was
wearing a cute sun dress and sandals.

   "I guess you didn't trust I could make it through a shared shower," I
teased her.

   "Yes, Danny.  I just went ahead and got mine to protect you from
yourself," she flirted.

   "Well breakfast is ready," I replied.

   Katie helped herself to a small plate and served up small servings of
each item I'd prepared.  I did likewise and started eating.  This wasn't a
big meal, just a small refueling event.  I ate quickly as was my habit from
the rig.  On the rig, time was money, and not much time was spent eating.
When I finished, I put my dish in the dishwasher and excused myself to go
and get ready.

   This morning I short cut the process again and took my wet/dry razor
into the shower with me.  Since I'd just shaved last night, it probably
didn't need all the extras.  Shampooed, washed and shaved I emerged
revitalized from the shower.  When I got out and dried off, I proceeded
back into the bedroom.

   In the bedroom I found Katie had already folded and put most of my
laundry away.  There were a couple work shirts she'd left out.  As I hung
them, I figured she probably hadn't seen my special spot in the walk-in
closet for them.  She was amazing.  I just need to get her to stop doing so
much for me; before I became spoiled.  The help and thoughtfulness of it
was great, I just didn't want her to become my house keeper.  Thinking on
her words yesterday, I moved several items in my relatively sparse closet
so that Katie would find a place that was just for her clothing.  As I
finished, walked back into the bed room, pulled a pair of boxers from the
drawer, next to Katie's undergarments.  I was pulling them up as she
appeared in the doorway to admire me.

   "You're gonna wake him up, you big tease," I accused her.

   Her eyes were twinkling as she responded "I think a light breeze might
wake that up.  He's seems to get up every time I see him."

   "Yeah, that's the key," I played along.  "You see him." Changing the
subject I said, "Anyway, is there anything you wanted to see in particular?
I mean around Corpus Christi?" I went on dressing hoping my quickly
corrected Freudian slip wouldn't bring too much more innuendo.  Otherwise,
we might have a tenting issue to wait out.

   "Well, the Lexington is probably like a half day trip.  I was thinking
maybe some of the lay of the land kind of stuff would be fine.  Pointing
out some of the places I could go after you leave would be good.  I'm sure
you've been to most of the main attractions multiple times by now.  But
maybe something a little off the beaten path like the botanical gardens
would be a short-ish thing," she concluded.

   Hearing her words melted my heart.  She was clearly going to stay here
in her mind.  Not just some words said before or after love making.  She
was planning how to live here when I was out on the rig.  I had in fact
already been to the gardens; but it was one of those places you could go
and see over and over.  "I'll definitely point out several of the places
around as we go, so you can see them when I've gone to work on the rig.  I
think my travel agent is on the way to the gardens.  Maybe we can stop and
see her before we go there?"

   "That sounds like a plan," she said.

   We headed out to the truck and I helped her into her seat.  "I keep
thinking it's time to get rid of this old thing.  Is 38 an OK age to have a
midlife crisis?" I asked her.

   "Dan, you're young.  What has changing vehicles got to do with age?"

   Closing her door and walking around to the driver side.  I hopped in and
said, "Nothing I guess.  I always thought I'd get more use out of this
thing.  Now it's just a gas guzzler that doesn't offer much convenience at
all.  The groceries roll around in back.  I just keep feeling like I should
get something more practical.  I just bought Tommy that Ford Taurus.  That
thing was pretty nice.  Lots of room.  What kind of cars do you like
Katie?"

   "Well, until I arrived here; I hadn't been in much but a minivan for the
past umpteen years.  I think a car would be nice.  The trip here reminded
me of the thing I don't like about the minivan.  It's just noisy."

   "Hum, maybe we keep your minivan for running around town, but look at
something quiet for road trips?" I said half thinking aloud.

   With that we were off to see the layout of Corpus.  I showed her how I
came directly to the grocery store and the two closest shopping areas.  We
drove over to the campus on Ward Island to see how it looked.  Here we
parked at the main office to see what degrees they offered.  We quickly
found out that they had a BS program for Mechanical Engineering, Mechanical
Engineering Technology and Electrical Engineering Technology.

   As we looked around the campus, I could see there was some doubt in
Katie's eyes.  Taking her hand, I said "I want you to do this for you. 
However, you don't have to do the college thing at all.  You have some
money coming in, I am thinking I will sort of semi-retire at 45 and have
sufficient funds to do everything I want."

   "I'm just thinking about it, Danny.  I know it'll be a lot of work and
I'll probably have repeat many of the courses I had twenty years ago.  If I
go, I might want to wait to start until next fall term.  Right now, the
prospect of tagging around the globe with you seems like it'd be an even
better distraction.  I just need to figure out what to do when you aren't
here to keep me busy."

   "Oh, well I didn't bring you over here to get you to enroll or anything.
I just thought you'd like to see it.  How about we head over to my travel
agent," I offered.  Hearing her rethink her plan out loud gave me more
conviction that she was really going to stay with me long term.  My heart
was racing.  We held hands back to the truck and set out to the travel
office I used.

   Pulling into a space right in front of the travel agency I said, "I've
used this lady for almost all of my trips.  She finds me the best deals and
even all inclusive packages." Assisting Katie down from the truck I
continued on.  "She got me this one trip with a live aboard dive boat that
was out of this world."

   Inside I walked over to her office and poked my head in the door.  "Hey
Julie, is this a good time?"

   Julie looked up from her computer screen with a smile.  "Hey, Dan. 
Great to see you.  You thinking about a trip?" Standing up she reached for
Katie's hand which was outstretched.

   "This is Katie, sorry Katherine.  We're thinking about taking a trip to
Europe together.  It could be longer term, but if there were some short
term deals you knew about or could find, we'd definitely be open to going
as soon as - um"

   I looked over at Katie and she took the ball and ran with it.  "We'd be
available to go tomorrow if it were a good deal, right?"

   Julie was a nice grandmotherly looking lady.  Her eyes had just a few
wrinkles around the edges.  Her hair was permed in that old way and had
that slight tinge of blue; a fashion I never understood.  Sitting back down
Julie started a search looking into the quick deals.  She looked up as the
search was running, "You two come on in here and have a seat.  I hope this
means you've found a keeper Dan.  You two just make a really cute couple."

   "I'm definitely hoping to keep her," I said cheerily.  "We just thought
it might be fun to see some of the world while we seal the deal." Katie was
squeezing my hand pretty tight.  I looked over to see what I might have
done wrong.  All I could see was love and adoration.  I quizzically gave
her a shoulder shrug to see if she'd let on if anything was up.

   "My passport has my maiden name on it.  I just got it during the
divorce. I'd been thinking of traveling when I ordered it," she whispered.

   "So it should be good to go, right?" I answered in a hushed reply.

   "Maybe, I don't know," she said, relaxing a bit.

   "She's never been out of the country, Julie.  I'm hoping she love's
traveling as much as I do."

   "Oh, here's one that leaves um - let's see - uh, right that'd be Sunday.
It is an all inclusive deal to Amsterdam for one week.  Looks like another
good one here by the same people for Vienna.  Where, in particular where
you thinking about going?  You know October in most of Europe is going to
be much cooler weather than here, right?"

   "Yeah, that's a good point," I said.  "What do you think Katie?  Warmer
or cooler weather?"

   "Well, it is sort of fall here.  I'm okay with either really though,"
she said thoughtfully.

   "There are a of couple others" Julie continued.  "One in the south of
Spain and coastal France.  The prices range from $2000 - $3000 per person.
Which isn't bad considering they are inclusive.  That might decrease if you
share hotel accommodations.  There are several here that are just flight
and hotel which are much less than $1500 per person on the higher end."

   "Julie, can you print us out the list of both that have a Sunday or
later departure?" I asked.

   "Sure thing, Dan.  Most of those Sunday packages will require payment by
Friday, so you have a little time.  Say close of business tomorrow?" she
asked.

   "Perfect.  Katie and I will get back to you one way or another by
tomorrow," I said, standing to walk with her to the printer.

   With the list in hand we went back out to the truck.  Katie was still
clearly not quite right with something.  After I helped her in and got in
myself I asked "Hey, is something the matter?"

   "Maybe," she said.  "I told you I had my passport made with my maiden
name.  That's the same as yours 'Anderson'."

   "Oh, you're worried about Julie figuring out we're siblings, since we
didn't say we were married," I surmised.  "Anderson is a pretty common
name, though."

   "Yeah, but won't we have to show proof of marriage or something in these
places?"

   "I don't think so.  This is Europe we're talking about here.  However,
we can check it out on-line when we get home."

   "You're probably right.  I was just getting spooked.  I never really
thought about how this might play out in real life," she paused.  "I guess
fantasies are better in that regard."

   "You are better than any fantasy I ever had about you," I said
emphatically.

   "You're so full of it sometimes.  You know that, right?" she giggled. 
Then she turned her eyes to the list.

   I started the truck and started for the botanical gardens.  As I drove I
kept thinking how it was weird to hear us both admitting that we'd both
fantasized about somehow being together.  I looked over at Katie who was
reading through the list of destinations.  There was no one else for me; I
knew this was right.  Despite here assertion, that I was inflating my
opinion of her, I really did think she was better in real life than I had
ever dreamed or fantasized.  I convinced myself that it wasn't the one day
of extended sex and love making.  It was the lifetime of support we'd given
each other over the years.

   When we arrived at the botanical gardens, the place was pretty vacant.
I'd been there a few summers ago with Tommy.  There were a lot more people
there on that visit.  The gardens were nice and provided a soothing
background for all the thoughts running through our respective heads.  We
walked through all manner of plants.  I can't name many of them or remember
most of the names.  There were some particularly nice flowering plants that
we both recognized, orchids, hibiscus, plumeria and roses.

   At one point we stopped in a kind of secluded area with some benches to
sit for a bit.  "Danny, do you think this is going to work?"

   "This - meaning what exactly?" I asked back.

   "Our arrangement, what we're doing," she ventured a little further.

   "Well, there is no law preventing us from living or traveling together
I'm pretty sure.  I don't really know about the other stuff, but surely
there are places where people in a consensual relationship are not harassed
by law enforcement, right?"

   "I guess we need to look into that," she said heading towards the
butterfly house.  "I know Virginia allows first cousins to marry.  One of
my friends had two cousins that were married with several kids."

   The butterfly house was definitely a hit.  They had a wide variety and
we got to observe some newly metamorphosed butterflies emerge from their
chrysalis.  It was really somehow reassuring.  Here were these tiny
delicate creatures that just knew what to do.  They emerge from this
chamber completely different from when they entered.  They begin very
slowly fanning their wings in the heat to make them dry.  Within an hour or
so they would become air born.  All driven by instinct; no training just
pure instinct.  Should our instincts be trusted less?  I wondered.

   Katie didn't want to have much to do with the reptiles on the grounds,
but we both loved all the different birds.  We finished up in the parrot
area.  Her favorite here was a beautiful white cockatoo.  It was pretty
obvious that Katie was trying to tease me up again with the word play.  The
bird was magnificent.  I tried to act as if I had ignored her.  However,
her gaze on my trouser front gave me away though.  It was pretty clear I'd
not just heard what she'd said, but I was stimulated by it as well.

   I took her arm and whispered in her ear, "OK, you win.  I'm taking you
home now.  I think break time is over."

   A little giggle escaped from her lips.  Her face was blushing slightly.
She whispered back, "You don't know how wet I am.  I'm not sure I can wait
to get back to the house."

   "The beach encounter was almost entirely secluded.  And we had the cover
of water.  I don't feel like there's anywhere private enough here, Katie."

   "Yeah, I know.  I just might have to take the edge off in the truck,"
she said quickening her step towards the exit.

   It was getting towards 1pm I guessed and my stomach was telling me the
light breakfast and several days of light or no meals would necessitate
satisfying my hunger before we exerted too much energy.  However, watching
her from behind another hunger was winning.  I just had to marvel at her
form.  The shapeliness of her bottom in her sun dress would make most men
drool.  Just up ahead she stopped and bent down to adjust her sandal.

   "You have the most exquisite ass," I said, as I stopped behind her
admiring.

   "You want my ass now?" she asked kind of lustily.

   My thoughts took an unexpected leap as I considered the connotation.  "I
hadn't really ever considered that, but I'm open to anything you want." I
guess I was always just a regular guy, not super adventurous.  I always
liked sex in various positions but just never had anyone ask me to or even
suggest anal sex.  "Is it something you like, Sis?" I said finally wrapping
my thoughts up.

   "I haven't ever done it either, but I've always wondered," she said,
continuing on to the truck now.

   "Hey," I said.

   "What?" she asked.

   "You know I love you?"

   "Yeah, but today is my day remember?  I love you more," she said
playfully.

   "It isn't a contest," I mock protested.  "I just need you so much."

   At the truck I helped her in and stole a grope of her bottom as she got
into the truck.

   "That was kind of cheap," she accused.

   "I guess.  I just can't keep my hands off." Leaning into the truck for a
big hug, I whispered, "You just don't know."

   "Don't know what, sweetie?"

   "Katie, I'm lost in you.  I don't want this to ever end."

   "Yes, Dan, I do get it.  That's why I told you.  I'm yours, yours for as
long as you will have me."

   I closed her door and walked around to get in.  I was having trouble. 
It wasn't a trust issue.  It was a reality is coming issue.  I didn't want
reality crushing what I'd found.  I didn't want to lose this.  Hopping in
the truck I set out for home.

   About five minutes into our ride home, I had a thought.  "Hey, let's
stop and have a nice meal out.  There's a nice seafood place on the way
back home.  You interested?" I asked.

   "You bet, I don't get much seafood.  I guess I should say, I haven't
been getting much seafood.  Jim was such a miser about some things."

   "I just remembered my favorite seafood restaurant we'd passed on the way
here.  Eating during the off hours is one of my quirks, Sis.  Somehow I
think I'm going to need some stamina food for tonight."

   "Dan, you've been awesome.  You don't have to perform for me.  We've had
so much more sex than I've had in years.  I think it was the best sex I've
ever had and I'm not speaking hyperbolically."

   "I'm really not performing, Sis.  I just want you.  I want you to be
happy and fulfilled.  I want for you, what you want."

   "You've been giving me that and more."

   "I don't want it to end," I repeated.

   "I don't either.  It has been heavenly the last few days."

   Pulling into the gravel parking lot, I parked in front of the windows
where the hostess usually seats me.  It's an odd habit.  "These guys have
really fresh stuff.  Sometimes right off the boat," I said pointing at the
dock on the back side as we approached the door at the corner.

   Inside I saw Marcy.  She recognized me immediately.  "You want your
usual table, Dan, or you mixing it up today?"

   "Thanks Marcy, I would like my usual table.  I think we'd like some of
those soft shell crabs for appetizers too."

   "I'll put that in.  You probably already know, I'll be your waitress. 
What would you two like to drink?" Marcy said, handing each of us a menu.

   "They have you doing double duties today, huh?  I'll have a sparkling
water with lime."

   Katie said, "I'll have the same."

   Marcy said I'll get those right up for you.

   "I really like this place.  They have a lull around this time, so I come
here often and Marcy is a really nice gal."

   "She an old flame?" Katie asked bluntly.

   "Nah, she's married has some kids.  I'd never do that to another guy. 
Well, not intentionally." A little pang of guilt swept over me now as I
wondered if our drunken night of sex six years ago had caused any of the
issues in her marriage.  Trying to move on I said, "I almost always get the
oysters.  It isn't normally for stamina, but I might be hedging today."

   Katie laughed, "You have no concerns in that department Dan.  Stop
worrying.  In fact, you need to just stop worrying in general.  You seem
like you think, it's all going to end at any moment.  I'm here to stay."

   "Let me guess what you are going to eat.  I'm thinking it's a fried
seafood special, but I'm not trying to influence your decision.  I just
wonder if you have changed your tastes," I said.

   "Well, you would normally be right, but I'd thought I might eat what you
were having.  If it is so good that you order it all the time, I'm guessing
it must be pretty good."

   "Ah, well my habits are this.  I go to a restaurant for the thing I like
most on their menu.  I almost always order my favorite thing at each place.
Several people have commented about how odd it seems.  But if you want to
eat what I think is the best thing on the menu anywhere, you can just
double the order.  On the other hand not everyone likes everything I like.
Your brother is definitely an odd duck."

   Marcy showed up with our appetizer and our drinks.  "Here you go Dan. 
Who's this pretty girl?"

   "Oh, this is Katie - um Katherine.  I told her, I think the oysters are
the best thing on the menu.  Maybe you think there is something better?"

   "No, I'm with Dan on this one.  They are the best.  The soft shell crab
are a close second, but you've already ordered those." She smiled at me. 
"So, are you ready to order?"

   Katie offered up, "I think we're getting two of the oysters."

   "Baked potato or French fries and slaw or salad?"

   "Can we make it a spinach salad?" Katie asked.

   "Yes ma'am, we can do that," Marcy answered, winking at me.

   "Okay baked potatoes and spinach salad, dressing on the side please."
Katie finished the order.

   "Dan, I think this one is a keeper.  She knew exactly what you'd order.
I'll have those right out for y'all," Marcy said smiling.

   "I think they probably put the oysters in when I walked in, so don't be
surprised.  We need to eat some of this yummy soft shell crab."

   Taking a bite Katie's face told me she was really enjoying them.  "Mmmm"
emanated from her, while she finished chewing.  Then she said, "Wow these
are pretty fantastic."

   Marcy was back with the spinach salads.  "I think the oysters are just
about ready she said.  Maybe another couple minutes."

   The crab was disappearing quickly, but the spinach salad arrival slowed
things down.  "The salad is not as nice as the one you made me for my
birthday," I complimented Katie.  "I have a new standard to go by in my
restaurant selections."

   "Dan you don't need to butter me up.  I'm a sure thing remember?"

   "I'm going to butter you up later," I whispered naughtily.

   "You are such a horn dog."

   I didn't respond, but ate a few more bites of the crab and salad.  "You
finish the crab," I suggested.

   "I think I will.  They are really good.  If the oysters are even close I
will be astonished."

   Marcy appeared with our main course.  She expertly placed the plates of
food in front of us.  "You two let me know if you need anything.  I'll
refill those sparkling waters in just a second."

   The oysters were better than usual.  They were extremely fresh.  I
watched Katie as she tried her first one.  Placing it on her beautiful
tongue after blowing it off a couple times.  Her face lit up.  "Just wow!
These melt in your mouth." After another, she admitted, "Okay, initially I
was disappointed we didn't go home right away.  Now though, I'm thinking it
might have been worth it."

   "I'll make up for any disappointment when we get home," I promised.

   Marcy showed back up with new sparkling waters just as I finished my
statement.  Katie was blushing brightly.  Pushing my arm playfully, she
said, "Dan, you be nice to her!  She clearly loves you.  I'll check back
with y'all in a bit."

   "What is it people keep seeing?" Katie asked in disbelief.  "Is it that
obvious to everyone?"

   "Well, some people can see the truth," I offered.  "Eat those oysters
before they get cold.  They are never as good as they are right this
moment."

   We continued eating and teasing one another for several minutes. 
Eventually the food was mostly eaten.  I didn't eat much of the tasty
potato as I worried about the weight I'd put back on over the last year of
non-dating.

   Marcy came back to check on us.  "I see you didn't like them," she
teased looking at the plates.  "Will you be wanting any desert today?"

   "No, thanks Marcy.  Everything was great though." I handed her $100 and
said, "Keep the change."

   As we were leaving she offered another complement "You two sure make a
cute couple.  Come back and see us, OK?"

   I was feeling pretty exposed somehow.  "I guess we need to work on our
stealth skills.  I've only had a couple of dates in there.  Neither worked
out and Marcy never made any of those types of comments with them."

   Katie put her arm in mine and said, "I don't think we need to hide our
love of one another.  Today was really nice, Dan." Then she whispered in a
sexy tone, "Break time is over now."

   "Oh, I see.  OK, well we can go home now.  Two meals should do it for me
I think."

   In the truck on the way home she sat in the middle and leaned into me
for most of the trip.  The closeness was getting the reaction I think she
was looking for.  She finally just settled her hand right on her prize. 
"Mmm, feels nice," she said.

   "You be careful, you'll make me lose focus on the road," I reprimanded.

   "You're a very defensive driver.  I trust you to keep your cool," she
said.  Then she was undoing my zipper and button.  She put her delicate
hand inside and reached through my boxers to release me.  Then she had the
tip gently between her lips as she swirled her tongue over the slit.

   "Oh - um - jeez, you cannot keep doing that, Katie.  I'm going to lose
it right here."

   "You'll be OK," she stopped tormenting me and took me entirely into her
mouth.

   Somehow I made the rest of the drive home without crashing.  She'd been
taking it very slow; no quick motions.  It was just keeping me interested
the whole way.

   "That was very nice of you," I said as I turned off the truck in the
driveway.  "I don't really know what to say about it.  It was super erotic
and very soothing at the same time."

   I hadn't seen this adventurous behavior in Katie before.  Not exactly at
least.  The quickie we'd had at the beach was a little exhibitionist, there
just wasn't anyone to see.  As kids, she was pretty conservative as the
eldest sometimes is.

   "I don't know what came over me," she giggled climbing out of the truck.
"It seemed to be the right thing to do."

   "Well, I think you're going to have to pay for it dearly." I grabbed her
and kissed her deeply.  She'd had me on kind of a low simmer for the last
twenty minutes.  "I think we need to get you into the house right now," I
finally said, breaking the kiss.

   "I thought you were enjoying it, Dan," she pouted playfully.

   Inside the house I couldn't wait for our clothes to be off.  A trail led
from the front door to the master bedroom.  There I laid her on the bed so
I could repay her orally.  Since imitation is the sincerest form of
flattery; I started very slow.  I was really just kissing her.  Keeping her
interested for the longest time.  Eventually I took to licking and kissing
in turn.  Once I had her repeatedly cresting and ebbing; I worked a couple
fingers inside her.  Still licking and focusing on her reactions, I found
myself receiving another wonderful squirt of her fluids.

   "Oooo, oh ma gaaaaaah.  Dannnnnn," she moaned.

   When she settled again I said, "I would love to do that daily.  I think
I'm developing a fetish for your nectar."

   "You're the only person that has ever made it happen to me.  I didn't
even know I could do that," she replied.  "I thought that it was some porn
invention, like anal orgasms and deep throating."

   "That was so wonderfully savage, Dan.  Have I been fully punished, or do
you have some more to apply?"

   "Sorry, I thought you enjoyed it," I laughed, looking up at her over her
mons.

   "I did, silly." She sat up and pushed me back towards the foot of the
bed and crawled down me to kiss me deeply.  "Mmm, I taste me on your lips
and face.  You really were pretty easy on your naughty sister.  I think I'm
going to have to give you some nice reward." Returning to my mid-rift, she
took me into her mouth for several quick bobs only to turn me loose.  "I
can't get over this feeling.  Why does this still feel so naughty?"

   "Um - I don't know, Katie.  It felt pretty right to me." It was really
odd.  She'd only been here a few days and we'd really only started having
sex during the past couple.

   She went back to work on me with a huge smile and twinkle in her eyes.
The love and adoration was clear.  I just watched the lovely show she was
giving me.  As I neared my peak, she moved so that she captured my cock
between her voluptuous breasts.  I guess I never really thought about it
until that moment.  Her breasts were firm, but they're big.  I'm not a good
estimator on things like this.  Maybe they were just normal 36C size, but
the vision of them around me was really exciting.

   "That's just too hot, Sis."

   Between strokes ending with the tip in her mouth, she said.  "I told -
gluk - you I was - gluk - going to - gluk - give you - gluk - a reward."

   That sent me over the edge.  "Oh jeez, Katie.  I'm cuming, gahhhhhh!"

   The audiovisual was too much.  Stream after stream emanated from me. 
She made no attempt to capture it all.  This was a show.  Some was on her
face, some was in her hair and some was dribbling down her boobs.  I don't
normally think of them as boob or tits, but it was the hottest damn boob
job I'd ever experienced.  She was amazing.

   After I was finished, she climbed down beside me in the bed.  We just
lay there for a nice long time, petting and stroking one another.

   "That was pretty freaking hot, Katie", I finally offered.

   "Yeah, it was fun to watch your expression, Danny.  I can't tell you how
happy it made me feel when I saw you looking at me like that.  It was just
pure love and lust and surprise."

   "It was definitely a surprise," I said.

   "You made me feel pretty damn good before.  I wish I could have seen it
from your angle."

   "Hmm, maybe I need to get some mirrors in here huh?" I said laughing.

   That got me a light punch in the arm, but then I could see the idea
being considered in her eyes.  "Maybe," she finally said looking back down
at my recovering hardness.  "Okay, maybe one more reward and then a shower
or bath."

   "What kind of reward are you thinking?"

   "Um, you remember at the gardens?"

   "Yeah, what about the gardens?"

   "I teased you about wanting my ass.  I just thought maybe we could try.
I've always wondered about doing it."

   "I've never done it, Katie.  I think you have to do some preparation
first."

   "Yeah, probably.  We should read up on it first," she said kind of
disappointed.

   "Look, make me a deal.  If I try and it's gross or something we give it
another try with prep work."

   "Deal," she said excitedly getting up on her knees.

   I moved into position behind her and started by licking her pussy again
to get her going a bit.  Slowly, I worked my way up to her cute pink
sphincter and licked and plunged my tongue into her.

   "Oh, fuck, Dan!  That feels so good.  And so very naughty.  Don't stop!"

   My hand replaced my tongue on her clit as I began sucking, licking and
tonguing her anus.

   "Ohhh, that feels really good.  I want you to try doing me there with
your cock." She bend down further so as to fully expose her bottom to me.
Her face and upper body were flat on the bed.

   "Okay, wait here a minute." I went to my dresser, opened a drawer and
found a little tube of lube.  "I think we're going to need this," I said
putting some on my throbbing cock.  She was watching tentatively as I then
put some on her and a little more on my pinky finger.  Very slowly I worked
the pinky into her.  Initially she was clenching and making it hard.  I
rubbed her butt cheeks gently and said, "Relax, Katie.  We really don't
have to do this."

   "Dan, I want to.  I've never done it, I'm just being tense."

   "You know I will stop if there is any pain."

   "Try another finger."

   Slowly I switched to my middle finger it went in much easier, she was
definitely relaxing now.  A little more lube allowed me to get another
finger inside.  A small moan was coming from her now.  She was starting to
push back against my fingers working in and out of her.  I squirted some
more on my cock just before I went to make the swap.

   "Okay, Katie.  You ready for me to try?"

   "Do it.  Push it in me," she said wantonly.

   I ignored her plea to rush.  I didn't know what I was doing and really
didn't want to hurt her.  I pressed the tip against her pink ring and felt
myself go in just over the tip.  Katie sucked in a big breath and I paused.

   "You OK?"

   "Uh-huh, just stay there a moment.  It's bigger than your fingers were."
After a moment she relaxed and signaled me to continue.

   Pressing in further, I added some more lube.  She was starting to
tremble a bit and I slowed again.  I started to pull back out, but she
said, "No." And then forced herself backward.  The action pushed me
completely inside and she let out a little peep.  It was very tight.  I
think she was clenching again.

   "Katie?"

   "It's good, Dan.  I'm adjusting.  I feel so full."

   I waited what seemed like minutes.  I was prepared for this little
experiment to be a failure, when she suddenly started moving away and then
back.  The feeling was exhilarating.  The texture or friction was
different. She was making some guttural moans indicating her heightened
excitement.

   Grabbing her hips, I began meeting her movements.  Soon we were in
heated rapid thrusting that made our contact smack and echo in my lightly
decorated bedroom.

   "God, I don't know why I never tried this," she said.

   "I never had anyone ask." The view of my cock entering my sister's ass
was hot and she was starting to climax.  I wasn't really close, but hearing
her excitement got me closer very quickly.

   "Oh, my gawd.  Fuck me harder, Dan.  Do it!" She said breathily.

   I increased the force I was using and raised myself up a bit off my
knees and into a squatting position to deliver the finale.  Quickly in this
raised position, she was over the edge emitting a string of guttural curses
and filthy talk that made me lose it.

   "Fuckk, fawk, faaaaak!" I yelled as I unleashed a new series of torrents
into her bowels.

   Katie's spasms were making her legs give out and she slid forward with
me still inside.  Both of us were panting for air.  When I eventually
softened, I rolled back beside her.

   Stroking her beautiful blond hair I told her, "It was an awesome reward,
I just hope it was good for you."

   "It was a completely different kind of good.  I don't know how to
explain what it felt like, but it was pretty spectacular.  Thanks for being
open to try it with me."

   The gifts my big sister kept giving me, made me tear up a just a tiny
bit.  Her company was just the beginning.  Her adventurous nature told me
she would continue to keep things interesting.  It probably meant she'd
enjoy traveling abroad as well.

   Wiping my tear away she asked, "What's the matter, sweetie?"

   "I hope you know, it's not just the sex." I hugged her tightly.  "I love
you so much." She was returning my hugs.  "You just keep giving.  I hope I
can give you what you need too."

   "Dan, you've already given me so much.  And I'm not talking about the
sex either," she said, teasing lightly to lighten the mood.  "You're a very
supporting man.  You cook for me and show me I'm attractive and want to
take me with you to travel.  It's like I've awaken from a dark slumber into
a waking dream."

   My heart was awash with love.  We remained in the bed until evening.  A
little after dark, I got up and went to the kitchen.  I was looking for a
light snack and maybe some coffee.  There were some fresh strawberries in
the fridge.  I took them out and washed them in the stainless sink. 
Stemmed them all and sliced them up into a couple bowls.  Then I made some
lattes.  I put them all on a nice circular tray and carried them into the
bedroom.  Katie was stirring now and her face lit up when she smell the
aroma of the coffee.

   Setting the tray on the bed I said, "I thought we could look over that
list some more and check out some of the places on-line."

   "That's just what I was thinking of doing." She said stretching as she
sat up.  The view was fairly distracting and she could see me losing
myself. She smiled at me and said, "Don't you get started again." She
pulled up the sheet so her breasts were at least partially obscured.

   "Um, I was just-"

   "I know what you were just," she laughed.  Then she reached for the
latte closest to her and took a sip.  "These are so good.  You are really
spoiling me.  If you are looking for the list, I think I left it on the
entryway table."

   She could read me so easily.  I had been looking for the list of trips
and I headed out towards the front door to retrieve it; smiling the whole
way.  I loved hearing that I was doing things she liked.  It's a trait I
had carried from childhood.  No matter how badly our mother would beat or
berate me for stupid things, Katie was always there to give me support.  In
turn, I would go out of my way to make things better for her.  I'd often
run interference with our mom to keep her from getting the brunt of some
tirade.  Now, that desire to please her had transformed into something
entirely different.  Thankfully, Katie was always generous with her
complements.  It contributed to our closeness then and more so now.  I'd
have done just about anything to make her happy.

   I returned with the list and handed it to her.  Then I got out my little
laptop running Linux and opened up a browser.  It was basically a throw
away laptop that I used everywhere.  I didn't put any personal information
on it, but did reading and surfing.  At heart I was still a bit of a geek,
it was what paid the bills after all.

   As I sat on the bed, I got her to give me some of the names of the trips
and packages.  We sipped our lattes, ate some strawberries and laughed
together as we discussed the possibilities of travel.  We were both
inclined to pick one of the trips that included multiple destinations.  It
would allow us to figure out where we might like to go and stay for a more
extended trip.  I had used a similar strategy when looking for places to go
diving.  Around eight-thirty we had narrowed it down to two packages that
sent us across a different section of Europe.

   We were getting a little tired of looking, so I suggested, "Why don't we
take a nice bath.  We can clean ourselves up a bit, have some wine relax
and discuss the two options."

   Katie agreed instantly.  "Ooo, what a great idea.  I'll run the water
and tend to the bubbles." She was up off to the master bathroom.

   Back out in the kitchen I went to the wine fridge and located a nice
bottle of Champagne.  I rinsed a few more whole strawberries and capped
them.  Bringing them back to the bathroom, I set the small tray on the
shelf of the two person whirlpool tub.

   Katie gave me a cute smile.  "Strawberries and Champagne huh?"

   "Yeah, why not?"

   "I'm not complaining one bit.  Just wondering what more I could want."
Her eyes drifting downward got her intended response.

   Trying to keep my composure; I reached over and got the bottle to open.
Tossing the foil into a small stainless waste can, I proceeded to twist the
wire loose and put a hand towel over the cork.  The heat differential
between the steamy bathroom and the fridge had the cork nearly out. 
Pointing it at the wall, my thumbs pressed it a bit further.  The ensuing
pop made Katie jump a bit.  The towel actually came out of my hands.  I
retrieved the cork and wire to place them into the waste as well.

   Offering her the bottle, "Here you have the first taste."

   "No glasses?" She teased.

   "Well, I made the mistake of bringing Champagne flutes in here one time.
One broke into the tub and it seemed like we'd never get the thing clean."

   "That was with your ex-wife, Launa, I guess?"

   "Yeah, it's actually one of the few good memories I have of us.  There
are a handful of nice memories about Launa.  I really don't think of her
much anymore.  Just on an odd occasion." Pausing at my peculiar line of
thought, I said, "Sorry...  I really wasn't trying to kill the mood."

   "We all have our baggage to carry, Danny.  I have a few good memories
from my marriage as well.  I just don't trust most of them right now.  It's
still too recently over." She took a sip from the bottle and smiled her
approval.  "We're making our own memories together now."

   The tub was still filling.  I was testing the temperature.  She'd taken
it up a notch from where I'd had it for our first bath together.  "I
actually like it hotter like this.  I just wasn't sure how hot you wanted
it the other night." I handed her the bottle back.  I stepped in to the tub
and sat kind of in the middle.

   "I figured.  You are always so thoughtful." She took another swig and
then stepped in behind me.

   Then I flipped on the heater and the whirlpool.  It was fairly quiet,
but the bubbles were relaxing and tonight the scent of jasmine was hitting
my nose.  I picked up a strawberry and pressed it to her lips as she sat
behind me.  She took a bite and followed it with a swallow from the bottle.
Then she pushed the remaining half towards my mouth.  I ate it and took a
swallow.

   "This is so nice." She said grabbing me around my waist from behind.

   "I have to agree." As I chuckled a little.

   "What?" She whispered into my ear.

   "Oh, we're just like a couple who've been together forever.  Here we
were trading swigs from a nice bottle of Champagne eating strawberries in
this nice jasmine scented tub.  It's not really classy; but I can't think
of a place I'd rather be."

   She squeezed me a bit tighter.  "It's super comfortable and very
romantic." She gave me a nibble on my ear and some light kisses on my neck.
Then she whispered, "Next time we should get some candles and turn the
lights off."

   I guess it was a little romantic.  I never really thought about myself
in that light.  She started washing me a bit, although it was more like
just soft caresses with the soapy water.  I pivoted around to sit facing
her, so I could return the favor.  Soon we were just in a deep embrace
amongst the bubbles.  Her mouth found mine and began to explore it with her
tongue dancing between our lips.  I'd really thought we were done for the
evening, but somehow Katie enticed me.  I wondered how she could have been
without sex for over a year.  Her delicate hand was gently working me under
the water until I was intensely hard.

   I had probably reached my limit and she was sensing it.  "I'm sorry,"
she said.  "I have been relentless, haven't I?"

   "I haven't tried to stop you," I offered.

   "I'll let it be," she sighed.

   "We can still play." I hugged her tight.  "I can still give you some
attention."

   "That wouldn't really be fair."

   "There is no fair when it comes to giving my sister what she needs."

   I really meant this.  Her face was a mixture of sadness and joy.  I
really think her ex-husband, Jim, had not treated her well.  I hoped their
kids had gotten her sense of giving and kindness.  Thinking on this I
realized she hadn't even mentioned them.  It was actually kind of odd. 
Neither of us had mentioned them much since her arrival.  I made a mental
note to open that discussion with her later.

   Meanwhile, Katie had begun to wash me now.  It wasn't the groping we'd
done in our previous bath.  The twinkle in her eyes told me how much she
loved me.  Her gentle touch with a soft wash cloth caressing me was very
relaxing.

   "If you keep that up, I'm going to fall asleep on you," I said.

   "I like taking care of my little brother," she replied quietly.

   Those words sank in for a while.  She was taking care of me.  Even when
we were kids, she'd been in that babysitter and caretaker roll.  Our
parents didn't have much time or use for us.  My memory of running
interference for her with our abusive mother while Katie was in her teens,
was very clear.  However, there were deeper memories of Katie shielding and
defending me.  She was always there for me when I really needed her.  She'd
always taken care of me.  She'd helped me during college with tuition,
moral support, and even had me over to their house for dinner.  Although I
was living at home when her kids were born, she was there for me when Tommy
was born.

   "Thanks," I said at length.

   "What was that for?" she said, as she began lathering my hair.

   "You've always been there for me, Katie.  You started taking care of me
again the day after you arrived.  Even now, you're taking care of me."

   Her fingers gently working through my hair felt wonderful.  Sensual and
caring.  I wished I'd done a better job maintaining the connection.  Once
Katie and Jim moved to Richmond, it wasn't really the same.  There were
always little things she'd do to let me know she cared.  There were calls
around finals time to make sure I was okay, little care packages for my
little family and even the occasional unannounced visit.  My job on the rig
and schedule kind of screwed that up.

   "I'm just returning the favor, Danny.  I really appreciate you taking me
in here.  I also remember what you did for me when we were younger.  Not
many brothers would have taken that abuse in my place."

   "I wish I'd done a better job in the past though.  You helped me be who
I am, you know?"

   "Yeah, I guess," she said now rinsing my hair with a plastic pitcher.

   "Okay, let me do your hair now," I said, taking up the shampoo.

   She turned her back to me to give me access to her mane.  Her blond hair
was down to the middle of her back.  Despite her claim that she'd had it
colored, I couldn't really believe it.  Her nearly straight blond hair was
luxurious to wash.  I worked the shampoo in and was careful not to make any
tangles.  In a flash, I had a singular memory of being in a tub with her as
a small child.  She'd been a caregiver even then.  Her hair just as blond
then as now.

   "Your hair is so nice and smooth, Katie."

   I just couldn't get over how soft and smooth it was as I washed it. 
There is something super sexy about long hair.  Katie's was thick and took
several pitchers of water to remove all of the shampoo.  As I poured the
water through her hair she laid her head back towards me.  The look on
Katie's face was something between joy and exhilaration.  As I finished
pouring the last time, the soft noise of the whirlpool motor churning the
warm bubbling water was the only sound in the room.

   I picked up one of the last two strawberries and pressed it to her lips.
Smiling she opened slightly to take a bite.  I teased it in and back out,
while she took small nibbles from it.  Her full round lips eventually
encircled the remainder and took it.  Turning back to face me now she took
the Champagne bottle and washed it down with a small swallow.

   "This has been very relaxing.  I think I'm about done, though," she
sighed.

   "Yeah, I guess we're getting a little pruny now."

   I stood up and assisted her.  We both got out and dried.  I hung my
towel and finished the small amount of Champagne in the bottle.  Then made
the mistake of brushing my teeth.  The mixture of the taste was definitely
jarring, but I'm such a creature of habit so I just continued.

   "That look on your face is adorable," she teased.

   I finished up I placed the toothbrush back on the charger.  In the
mirror I could see the grimace on my face, but what I also saw was how
perfect we looked together.  Katie watched me watching us and smiled.

   "I love you, you big goof," she said, as she mussed my hair.

   "I know.  You always have," I gave in to her.  "Now brush your teeth and
come to bed.  We've got to get up early and make a final decision.  Vienna,
Munich, Bern and Nice or Amsterdam, Brussels, Paris and Nice.  We don't
have to go anywhere, we can wait for a better time to go.  We can pick a
warmer part of the world.  We could even just stay here in bed."

   I went out and waited for her in bed.  She took a while longer as she
brushed her teeth and then dried her hair a bit.  I was nearly drifting
off, when I felt her scoot in beside me.

   "I really do want to go to Europe.  Both trips are very nice.  I just
don't want to pick the wrong one," she said softly.

   "Katie, the only mistake would be missing out on seeing the world. 
Sleep on it.  There really is no pressure to go or not go or pick one or
another.  We can do other trips, this isn't a one-time thing.  If you are
there with me, I know it'll be fun and we'll want to go again."

   "You're right, Danny," she said.  Then she kissed me deeply.  We were
soon spooning and drifting off to sleep.

   The next morning, I awoke with a start.  There was rumbling outside and
the wind was really starting to blow.  I slipped gently out of the bed and
went to the family room to see what the weather was doing on TV. 
Apparently there was a small tropical storm coming in today.  Nothing big,
just a gloomy and blustery day.  I was really thankful it wasn't a full
blown hurricane.  It was the season for them.  I turned the TV back off and
took the precaution of closing the hurricane shutters in each room.  The
last room I did was the master bedroom.  With the shutters closed, it made
the house really dark.  The only light was coming from the French doors to
the pool and the small window in the front door.  The noise of me closing
the shutters had Katie starting to awaken.  I slipped back in bed beside
her and snuggled up to her warm skin.

   "What's all the noise?" she whispered in a yawn.

   "We're getting a little tropical storm," I explained.  "Nothing big, but
it is coming in off the gulf, so I put the shutters down as a precaution."

   "Oh, I guess we're staying in bed today," she said kind of happily.

   Lying next to her I couldn't think of any place I'd rather be.  "Yes,
that would be nice."

   I was just thinking I might go back to sleep when her delicate fingers
encircled me.  "Mmm, this is nice, too," she whispered.

   I was already semi-erect for some reason, but her touch enticed me to a
fully excited state, instantly.  I really had to wonder at the sex drive of
my forty-four year old sister.  Three days ago we'd both broken year long
dry spells and now we were acting like teenagers raging on hormones. 
Although, staying in bed to have a soothing love making session during this
early fall storm seemed like an excellent idea for this morning.  I
surrendered myself to her as she press herself into my groin.  She was so
wet, she had no difficulty just pressing me into her moist slit.

   "God, you're so wet.  Did you wake up like that?"

   "Mmm, maybe.  Sleeping with you keeps me right on the edge," she stated,
as she continued to hump into me.

   She was laying kind of flat with her right leg raised and I was on my
side.  I met her slow rhythmic movements.  The storm outside was blowing
harder now.  Our movements continued unabated for what might have been an
hour.  Neither of us pressing for completion we just enjoyed the contact. I
think Katie may have had some mini orgasmic waves, but there was no urgency
for either of us.

   Her wetness must have been the only thing that made this possible.  The
slickness of it kept us from too much rubbing of skin on skin.  After a
while, I changed my angle slightly tilting my body forward.  It pressed me
downward into her more than before.  Her moisture began to become slightly
thicker and our tension built.

   Suddenly she was telling me, "Ooo, yeah, that's it, right there."

   Soon we were both racing to make the other complete.  I was pressing
deeper and deeper with my strokes.  She was raising to meet me.  Together
we met at a blissful peak.  My cock was twitching inside her and her
vaginal muscles were convulsing around me.  When we finally came to rest
holding one another the sounds outside had died down.  Oddly, it felt like
the storm had abated with us.  We drifted off to sleep for a while now.

   When I awoke, I could smell something cooking.  I wasn't sure if I could
place the smell, but it reminded me of one of my dinners at Katie's house
when we'd both lived in Raleigh.  I felt a warmth inside me.  She was
taking care of me again.  It's hard to explain how comforting that can be.
I'd never gotten anything like that from our parents or my ex-wife.  Katie,
my big sister had always done it.  It was just who she was.

   Crawling from the bed I pulled on some underwear, shorts and a
tee-shirt. Then I went out to the kitchen to see what she was up to.  She
was standing at the stove preparing some type of soup.  She was really a
vision in the glow of the kitchen lighting.  Her silk nightgown loosely
flowing over her soft curves.

   "What's that wonderful smell?" I asked, as I walked up behind her to
give her a hug.

   "I'm making some French onion soup to go with that pork roast and some
asparagus I haven't started cooking yet."

   "Jeez, how long did you let me sleep?" I asked, as I looked for the
clock.  I found it was almost 2:00 in the afternoon.

   "You needed it I think," she offered, softly caressing my cheek.  "I
just figured we could have a nice mid-day meal.  I like cooking for you."

   "You are too much," I told her.

   "Is there anything I can do?" I asked.

   "You can tell your agent, Julie, that we want the trip with Paris," she
said emphatically.

   "I see.  So the cooking inspired your decision?" I asked.

   "Yes it did.  I like Wiener schnitzel and Frankfurters, but I love
French cuisine!  Not going to Paris, on our first trip to Europe; it just
wouldn't be right without the city of love."

   She was right, now that I thought about it.  Our new romance should
include a trip to the capital of romance.  "Okay, I'll give her a call and
let her know.  I'll probably need to get her a payment today."

   I went into the bedroom to phone Julie.  I don't have a cell phone, I
just never seemed to want to keep up with one and didn't really have many
people to call.  Anyway, I used my land line in the bedroom.  Julie got us
all booked as a couple sharing hotel room.  I gave her my credit card
information.

   As we were finishing up, Julie told me, "I hope you two have a great
trip.  You make such a nice couple, I hope she works out."

   "Yeah, I think we will and I know Katie's the one."

   Back out in the kitchen Katie had the asparagus going and soup in the
oven broiler to melt the cheese.  The pork roast was out and sliced.  She'd
done it in some type of apple cider vinegar and some dried blueberries,
with little sprigs of rosemary.  It all looked so good.

   "What type of wine goes with this?" she asked me.

   "Hmm, let me see what I've got," I said heading to the wine cellar.  In
the small room I looked for a medium bodied wine that wouldn't overpower
the spices and underlying sweetness of the pork.  After passing over a few
initial thoughts, I selected a creamy Chardonnay Reserve I'd picked up a
few years ago.

   Back out in the kitchen again Katie was already plating food and had the
soup on the table.  Her cooking skills and timing definitely put me to
shame.

   "I'm going to have to get some cooking lessons from you I think."

   "You do fine, Dan.  What wine did you pick?"

   "It's a special Chardonnay I bought a few years ago.  I think it'll
match the herbs you've chosen without overpowering the underlying sweetness
of the blueberries and pork."

   "I see, maybe I need some lessons too?" she teased back.

   While she finished setting places, I opened the wine and poured us each
a glass.  I placed them at each setting as she finished serving the plates.
The soup was to one side with a small serving of pork and eight to ten
spears of asparagus.  Cloth napkins, silverware and glasses of ice water
topped the setting off.  I dimmed the lights over the island and joined her
at the table.

   Raising my wine glass to her I said, "Here's to Paris.  We're going to
have so much fun."

   She raise her glass to mine and toasted, "Here's to Paris."

   We each took a sip.  Her eyes danced with mirth as I could see her
thinking about the trip.  The meal tasted as good as it had smelled.  The
pork was so tender it cut with a fork.  The herb and dried fruit gave it a
wonderful flavor.  The soup was very authentic, although I'm sure I'm no
expert.  She'd used toasted artisan bread on top to support the cheese. 
The soup itself might have been beef broth with sautéed onions, but I
wasn't sure.

   "Did you make this soup from scratch?" I asked.

   "Yeah, do you like it?"

   "It's fantastic.  Everything is.  I'm so glad you are here."

   "The wine really does match," she complemented me back.

   "Yeah, I just picked a wine.  You made this whole meal while I slept."

   "I like cooking and I like taking care of you."

   "You're going to spoil me for sure," I told her.  "You've got to let me
do some stuff too.  Hey, I know what.  When we finish, maybe I can unpack
that minivan and get you moved in here for real."

   "Yes, that would be nice.  I'll need some clothes from the boxes out
there for the trip to Paris," she admitted.  "All I packed in the
roller-bag was summery stuff.  I remembered how warm it'd be here from that
trip six years ago."

   There it was, the trip that had started the whole thing.  The end of my
divorce had come just before my thirty-second birthday.  It had been a
painful but graciously swift ending to a twelve year marriage.  Having it
completed several weeks before my birthday made the birthday slightly less
painful.  I could remember my joy when Katie had arrived.  Right up until
this moment, I still felt that some part of my drunken encounter with Katie
had been due to the divorce.  Now, however, I could see that it must have
been our deep desire to care for one another.  The event was recast in my
memory as a fortuitous moment.

   "You know, I think that trip was a blessing," I told her.

   "Me too."

   "The pork was really good.  I almost went for a second piece, but held
off.  The soup really hit the spot on this dreary day.  The asparagus was
just perfect al dente." Our mom used to cook everything until it
surrendered all texture and flavor.  I wondered where Katie had learned to
do all of this.

   Katie smiled at the complements, "I'm glad you liked it."

   We both ate everything she'd put on our plates.  "I can get all of this
cleaned up," I offered.

   "Okay, I'll let you do that and I'll start bringing in some boxes," she
said.

   "Well, I wanted to do that for you."

   "I'll just get the ones that might have fall type clothing, okay?" she
asked.

   "You're excited about this trip.  I'm really looking forward to it,
too!" I exclaimed.

   I quickly loaded the dishes and pans into the dishwasher and started it.
We hadn't run it since the first meal I'd fixed her, so it'd gotten pretty
full.  Then I headed out to the minivan.  She had pulled several boxes out,
but thankfully hadn't moved them into the house.

   "I've got a hand-truck," I said, entering the combination on the buttons
for the garage door opener.  Just inside was the green hand-truck.  I
brought it out and stacked 3 plastic boxes on it.

   As I wheeled them into the house, she directed me, "Just put them in the
guest room for now.  I'll go through them and sort them out eventually."

   I repeated the process a few more times until I was done.  Then I closed
up her van and the garage.  Back in the guest room I found she'd segregated
out two boxes that had clothing.  She was pulling some out on the guest bed
and looking at them with a slight frown.

   "I kept only stuff I really like," she said a little dejected.  "I might
need to go shopping before we leave."

   "That's not a problem, Katie," I told her.  "I'll take you shopping." I
thought about it a bit and then offered.  "You know, we should pack
lightly. Only taking what we absolutely need.  Then we can buy some things
there and bring them back."

   That got a big smile.  "Yeah, that's right, we're going to be right
there in the midst of fashion."

   "What do you really need that you don't have?  I'm thinking I should get
a medium weight leather jacket that has a removable lining since we don't
really know how cool it will be."

   "I definitely need one of those too.  I guess I should get a pair of
slacks and a fall dress.  I have undergarments and blouses I can wear."

   "I might get a new pair of comfortable shoes and we might want to break
them in before we leave Sunday," I told her.

   Her mood was definitely ticking up a notch.  "Comfortable walking shoes
are a really good idea.  We're probably going to walk everywhere.  How many
days are we in Paris again?"

   "I think that one is the longest stay after Amsterdam," I offered. 
Picking up the sheet with the info.  "It's two weeks total time: four days
in Amsterdam, two days in Brussels, five days in Paris and three days in
Nice.  We're pretty much on our own, it's not some group tour thing."

   "Yeah, I'm going to want to walk all over Paris."

   "I know five days seems like a long time, but we may not even get to see
everything you want," I warned her.  "There's travel time between cities
that eat some of that time.  But like I said, if you fall in love with some
place, we can take nearly a whole month to go there.  Like Paris in the
spring time might be a really cool trip."

   "I don't want to take all your time up on trips for me," she seemed to
waiver.  "I'd like to go on some trips you want to do too, like that dive
trip you told me about."

   "Katie, honey, honestly, I like going all kinds of places.  We'll get
you scuba trained and take a dive trip."

   "Oh, hmm, okay, yeah.  I could probably do that training while you're on
the rig too, couldn't I?"

   "Yeah, there a several places here in Corpus that do it in a pool.  They
usually do it in a two week period, but they might even have some faster
paced ones."

   "Okay.  Cool.  Well, let's go get some coats and shoes," she beamed at
me from the bed.

   "You want to drive your van?" I asked.  "That might be better than me
pointing out places as I drive you there."

   "Yeah, I just need to get dressed."

   "Me too," I agreed.

   We both went back to the master bedroom.  I cleared a few of my emptier
drawers by combining.  Then I got dressed in some jeans and a polo shirt.

   She noticed what I was doing and caressed my back lovingly.  "You're so
sweet to make more space for me."

   "Well, I guess this is kind of your official move in day.  All of your
stuff is out of the van.  You only took that one drawer for your
undergarments and we haven't gotten you a dresser yet.  I can't believe
that is all you have left.  I couldn't get my stuff in a thirty-two foot
truck."

   "You'd be surprised at what you don't really need, Dan."

   She'd gotten on a nice flowery blouse and a khaki pair of slacks.  We
were both ready to go.  "Okay, do you remember how to get to that outlet
mall I showed you?" I asked as I opened the door for her.

   "I think so, but you can give me hints if I'm getting it wrong, right?"
she pretended to plead.

   "Of course.  I'm not testing you," I said as I locked the front door
behind us.

   She unlocked the van and we got in.  She drove us right to the outlet
mall.  I guess she'd been paying closer attention than I'd thought.  Katie
always had a better sense of direction than I.  She was smarter about a lot
of things.  School had always come easier for her too.  I wasn't jealous,
it just made me admire her more.  My big smart sister who took such good
care of me.  I was feeling pretty good about being able to take care of her
a bit.

   At the outlet mall she parked in front of the leather store.  It was a
fairly large place, not quite Texas sized, but they had thousands of
jackets and coats.  They even had a large and tall selection for me.  I
often had issues finding jackets that fit my 6' 3" frame.  Katie tried on
dozens of jackets.  Several were quite fetching, but didn't taper the way
she wanted or came too low.  I browsed for ones I thought she might like
and tried to help.

   After maybe twenty minutes of searching, she finally took one of the
ones I'd offered.  It had just a bit of taper, didn't come too much past
the waist.  It was fairly stylish to me.  The black leather really looked
good against her blond hair.

   "I really like that one, Katie.  It looks good, it has a removable
lining and should be flexible enough for different situations.  Let's take
the lining out and make sure you still like it," I said, giving her a hand
to get it off.

   "Yeah, thanks." When she put it back on, her face was all smiles.  "It's
a little looser with the lining out, but it feels like it'd be light enough
to be comfortable even on a warmer day."

   With hers picked out I set out to find something similar.  I didn't want
to be all matched, but I didn't want to clash.  She helped find me ones she
liked for me too.  I ended up picking one that was very similar, just
didn't have the taper hers did.  XXLT was just the right length in the
sleeve and coat tail.  Mine came down a bit further than hers, kind of mid
butt.  We paid and took those to the van.  Then we were off to the shoe
outlet.

   The shoe outlet had way more women's shoes than men's.  Here we split
up. I went looking for a slip-on style that had some decent support and
cushion in the sole.  I found some nice ones that had a waterproof edging
that would be good if there were any rain.  When I found her she was trying
on a pair and had several boxes stacked up.  There appeared to be a pile of
rejects and contenders.

   I showed her what I'd gotten and she smiled...  "I have a pair very
similar that I'm going to try next."

   She ended up picking those.  "I guess we are going to be coordinated," I
teased.

   "Hey, it just means we have similar tastes.  Speaking of which, I'm
getting hungry.  I guess I hadn't realized how much time had passed since
our lunch."

   Looking outside I saw it was now dark.  "Yeah, I don't know where the
time went.  What are you interested in eating?" I never see it coming.  I
always put my foot right in my mouth.

   She giggled at me as we walked to the check out.  "I made the lunch, you
pick something for dinner."

   "Okay, I think there's a sushi place near here.  Is that something you
like?"

   "I've never had it.  Can you believe it?  But I'll give it a try," she
offered.

   Outside we put on the new shoes and put the old ones in the back with
the jackets.  I had her drive the short distance to the sushi restaurant.
The place was packed, although it was starting to clear out.  It was a
Friday night and it was after the main dinner rush.  Inside the hostess
seated us at a table for two and gave us those sushi check lists...  I
never use them, I guess I'm contrary.

   "I like salmon and tuna.  Sometimes I'll eat yellow tail or cooked eel
or shrimp, but I don't eat any raw shellfish," I explained.  "I'm pretty
tame on this stuff, but they have some super rolls that have mixtures and
combinations of those things.  And I like most of those."

   "You order stuff and I'll sample whatever you get," she said a little
timidly.

   When the waitress came over she introduced herself, "I'm Pam and I'll be
taking care of you tonight.  Do you know what you would like?"

   "Pam, I just like to order a-la-carte if that's okay.  We'll have 8
pieces of salmon nigiri, 4 pieces of tuna nigiri, 4 pieces of cooked shrimp
nigiri, a crispy bagel roll and a shrimp tempura asparagus roll."

   Pam repeated the order back and asked, "Would you like something to
drink?"

   "I'd like a soda water with a lime," I said.  "You want the same?" I
asked Katie.

   "Yes, that'd be perfect."

   "Okay, I'll have that right out to you." Pam said.

   As Pam left us, I remembered my thought from earlier.  "Katie?" I
hesitated.  "You haven't said a word about Zane or Adam." I paused some
more thinking she might jump in.  Nothing.  "How are they dealing with your
divorce?" I had a flood of questions, but didn't ask them all at once.  But
a stream of them were bouncing around in my head.  Are they okay?  What are
they doing?  Do they know you're here?  Did you tell them you were going to
stay here a while?

   She sat and thought.  There was a long silence.  Finally, she answered,
"They are doing as well as can be expected.  This divorce took us all by
surprise.  Zane is a super smart girl - um woman I mean.  She's in graduate
school studying bio-chem.  Adam started in a bio-medical graduate program
this fall, too."

   "Wow, that's super!" I couldn't figure out what the long pause was
about. She wasn't offering anything more.  "I guess they both got their
smarts from you," I offered.

   "Yeah, I guess so," she said absently.

   "I just got Tommy off to our old school.  He's a good kid; I hope his
fall semester as a freshman goes well." I wondered how he was doing there.
Katie and I had been so involved with ourselves, I almost hadn't thought
about him.

   Pam was back with drinks and several pieces of sushi.  "Here are your
drinks and this is the first batch of sushi: salmon, tuna and shrimp.  The
rolls will be out in a few more minutes."

   After she left I said, "So this is how I eat these.  I like this place
because the pieces aren't too large." I placed a few pieces on my plate. 
Then I poured some of the low sodium soy sauce in the little tray and added
a pinch of wasabi.  I mixed the two together.  I place one piece in the
mixture with the chopsticks for just a second or two.  "You don't want to
leave it too long or the rice will come apart.  Then the whole thing into
your mouth at once."

   "I can do the chopsticks.  What is the green stuff?"

   "Oh, I should have said that.  It's a little spicy, kind of like
horseradish.  Actually, it's exactly like horseradish, unless you're at a
really high end restaurant they just dye the horseradish green.  I guess
real wasabi is too expensive.  Anyway, you probably want to go slow at
first, unless you like spicy things."

   She dipped her chopsticks in my sauce and tasted it.  "Oh, that's not
bad, kind of tangy." Then she repeated my example with a piece of salmon.
Watching her chew it up, I worried she might not like it.  However, she
began to smile and my worry disappeared.  "Hey, that's pretty good.  Its
raw fish right?"

   "Yeah, it's raw.  But fresh salmon is yummy.  It almost has a buttery
flavor to me," I said.

   "Yeah, it is buttery.  So is the tuna similar?"

   "I don't know how to describe the tuna.  Some people really like it some
don't.  Almost everyone seems to like salmon.  You've probably had seared
tuna before though right?"

   "Yes, I think I have."

   "So, you probably know sort of what it's like and the shrimp are just
cooked shrimp flattened out on the rice."

   I watched her eat one of the tuna.  She seemed to like it.  "I like
these too, but not as much as the salmon." Then she tried the shrimp. 
"These are just shrimp, but there was some spice on there."

   "Yeah, sometimes they bomb the shrimp or even the fish.  Depends on
who's making it," I said.

   We continued eating the sushi in silence.  Pam showed up with the two
rolls all sliced up and presented with some sauce on top.  The crispy bagel
had a spicy mayonnaise and the tempura shrimp with asparagus had a tangy
sweet and spicy sauce.

   I let her try each first.  The shrimp was an easy win.  The look on her
face from the crispy bagel was priceless.  "It tastes like a bagel with
cream cheese and lox," she said in slight disbelief.

   "Yea, they use a smoked salmon for it.  There is also cream cheese and a
green onion all wrapped in rice and a tempura batter they flash fry."

   "Wow, I liked them all," she said surprised.  "I can't believe I never
ate it before now.  Makes me wonder what else I've been missing out on all
this time, jeez."

   "Hey, don't do that.  No regrets.  We'll keep doing new stuff, okay?" I
really wanted her not to dwell on missing out on things, but open her mind
to trying things.  She'd been doing it some already...  Pushing me to have
sex at the beach.  I just wanted to expand the realm of possibilities.

   "You're right.  I'm glad you brought me here though.  Thanks for sharing
this with me, Dan."

   I paid the bill and over tipped, but not as much as the seafood place.
These guys had plenty of business.  We walked back out to the Odyssey
holding hands.  I was glad we'd decided to put the shoes on tonight.  I
could feel the stiffness of them.  The night was cooler than the previous
nights.  The storm had given cloud cover most of the day.  Now it was clear
and the heat could escape.

   Katie said, "Now is the real test.  Can I find my way home in the
darkness?"

   "You sure seem to get us straight here.  I think you know more than
you're letting on."

   Sure enough we were home in minutes.  We were getting the stuff out of
the back of the van when the thought came back to me.  I decided I should
ask her inside.  At the door I struggled to get the key in the lock.  I
didn't usually stay out past dark, so I didn't have much experience
locating the keyhole.

   "You never seem to have that trouble with me," she teased.

   Jeez not even in the door and she's randy.  Jim was clearly an idiot.  I
guess I should be glad since I was the benefactor.  It still made me a
little sad that she'd gone all those years.  No regrets, I needed to follow
my own rules.  What we had now was what was important.

   Finally, with the key in the lock I'd gotten us into the house.  "I
guess I need an automatic light out there.  Maybe I can get it installed
before I leave for the rig," I said hopefully.

   "It'll be fine if not.  I guess we should pack."

   "Yeah, we should do it today and then get anything we're missing
tomorrow.  You should use your roller-bag, just don't fill it full.  I
think I'm going to use my back pack and a tote.  My strategy for trips is
to take a week's worth of underwear but only three or four changes of
clothes.  I'm leaning towards three on this one.  We can always buy
anything we need."

   "Yeah, lighter will be better," she agreed.  "I'm not sure about the
roller bag.  It's kind of bulky."

   "I think I have a smaller one." I went out into the hall and pulled down
the attic ladder.  Just inside the attic I found one that was smaller. 
Handing it down to her I said, "I think that'll probably hold your clothes
and even your jacket."

   She took it and agreed, "Yep.  I can get all my stuff in here and still
have some room to bring back a few things.  Maybe some sexy night wear."
Her hand crept up my crotch as I was descending the ladder.

   "You are insatiable," I said smiling.  "I wouldn't have it any other way
of course."

   "Okay, I'll give you ten minutes to pack.  Then I'm coming to get you,"
she said.

   "You're on," I answered back.

   In my room I quickly put six pair of underwear and socks in the ends of
my medium size duffel bag.  Then I got two polo shirts, two dress shirts, a
pair of shorts, a pair of jeans and two pair of slacks (one khaki & one
navy blue).  I put my shaving bag in which was always packed for just such
trips.  There was just enough room for my jacket.  That'd leave my back
pack open for some items besides my little laptop.

   Katie wasn't too far behind me.  She came rushing into my room.  "Are
you done?"

   "Yeah.  Looks like you are too; that was fast.  Have you been
practicing?"

   "No, just excited," she said, rubbing my crotch.  "It's going to be fun,
I just know it."

   "You'll be there, so I know it'll be fun for me." I returned her
advances and brought her in for a deep kiss.

   When we finally broke the kissing and groping session, I said, "Sorry,
I've got to use the restroom.  Pam kept my sparkling water full the whole
meal."

   "Yes she did.  I'm going to visit your guest bathroom."

   When Katie returned, I was at the right most basin of the master
bathroom brushing my teeth and she joined me in my nightly ritual.  I
finished up and proceeded to the bedroom where I stripped down.  I placed
the dirty clothes in the hamper.  Looking at it I guessed we should
probably do some preparations tomorrow.

   I climbed into bed and watched Katie strip down.  When she scooted in
beside me, I said, "We'll have to get the house ready tomorrow.  Clean out
anything that might spoil from the fridge.  Do any wet laundry...  All that
jazz."

   "Yes, but that shouldn't take too long.  We need to go somewhere and
walk a bit to break in our shoes, too," she replied.

   "I was thinking maybe the park.  They have a walking trail that is nice.
There'll also be plenty of walking in the airports Sunday," I said, hugging
her close.

   Despite our state of arousal, we were both pretty tired.  I was sensing
she was pretty tense.  We didn't discuss it, but the anticipation of the
trip was taking a small toll on Katie.  I knew she was excited about the
trip, but there must have been some anxiety about it too.  It was going to
be her first trip out of the country.  She was probably putting a lot of
trust in me to make sure it went right.

   I touched off the touch-lamp beside the bed and told her, "It is going
to be fine.  I love you."

   She didn't say anything back, but pressed her backside into me and
relaxed a bit.  I massaged her shoulders and felt how tight they were.  She
was asleep after a few minutes of my gentle kneading.  I drifted into my
own slumber hoping the trip could live up to her expectations.

   In the morning I awoke, Katie was already up at work.  I could hear the
washer on spin cycle down the hall.  She was dressed and wearing her new
shoes.

   "Hey sleepy head," she said.  "You going to get up today?"

   "Yes," I yawned.  "You seem to have already done a bunch.  You should
have let me help."

   "I know, I couldn't sleep...  I'm really excited about the trip, but I'm
stressing a little as well.  I've never traveled."

   "I know.  I'll be there.  You'll be fine," I said, as I got out of bed.
My morning wood standing straight out caught her eye.

   "I should have stayed in bed," she teased.

   "Yes, you should have," I agreed.  "Now I'm going to get a shower.  We
can fool around after we take our walk in the park."

   I showered, shaved and got dressed.  When I got out to the kitchen,
she'd already taken care of the perishables in the refrigerator.  There was
some fruit left to snack on today, and I took one of the bananas.

   "You've done everything," I said when she returned through the French
doors from the pool area.

   "Yeah, well, this is how it'll be sometimes right?"

   "Probably so, if we travel some more.  I guess you're ready to go then."

   "Yes, I think walking might help alleviate some of this stress I'm
having."

   She drove us to the park and we spent several hours at the park walking.
The weather was cooperating today.  There were a few places the tropical
storm had blown limbs down or made some puddles of water, but all in all it
was a fantastic day.  Around noon, I thought about bringing up the topic of
her kids again.

   When I started to speak, she was speaking at the same time, "Dan, what
do you think we should tell our kids?"

   I hadn't really thought about it until now.  "I don't really know,
Katie."

   "I told Zane and Adam, I was coming to visit you.  I didn't really give
them a time frame."

   "I haven't spoken to Tommy since he left this summer.  I guess I should
call him and see how he's doing," I said thoughtfully.  "Then maybe I could
tell him we're taking a trip together."

   "I was considering something similar," she offered.

   We'd come to a stop on our walk.  We were near the playground portion of
the park and I headed to some swings that were unoccupied.  I sat in one
and thought about how this might affect our families.

   "What are you thinking?" she asked.

   "I just never really considered discussing this with the family
members."

   "Yeah, that's kind of what I'm wondering about, too."

   "I don't think we need to delve into the details with them too deeply."

   Katie joined me on an adjacent swing.  "I agree, but I need to tell them
something.  I'm going to be out of the country."

   I considered this a while.  I guess I had not communicated as well with
Tommy as she had with her children.  I had been out of the country several
times without ever telling his mom or him that I would be gone.  The cost
of my crazy schedule was a kind of callousness about time.  Birthdays and
holidays especially suffered.  Communication of other types of normal time
and location information had clearly lost out as well.  Now, Tommy was
basically a grown man in my mind.  Her children were older, but they were
obviously more connected with her life.

   "Where are you, Dan?" she asked stroking my arm.

   I came out of my trance.  "I was just thinking about how messed up my
relationship with my son is."

   "What brought that on exactly?  Is it our relationship?"

   "No, no, god no.  It was my crazy schedule combined with the divorce.  I
guess I just don't communicate with him like you do your kids.  He's just
starting college and yours are adults pursuing advanced degrees."

   "Oh, yeah.  Hmmm, it's more complicated for you.  I mean he was with
your ex-wife."

   "Yes, that's part of it, but the schedule breaks some of the normal time
considerations people have.  I'm afraid I've become insensitive to things
like holidays, birthdays, and anniversaries."

   "Well, you have to work," she defended me to my own words.

   "Yes, I have to work.  But I guess I've been lax in communicating where
I am or what I'm doing to anyone."

   "Well, you can talk to Tommy about it this time.  Maybe he'd be
interested in taking a trip during summer break," she offered.

   "That might be fun, but it'd be even harder to explain," I said flatly.

   "Okay, I have to be honest with you.  I have said more than I should to
Zane."

   "When did you speak to her?" I asked a little stunned.

   "A few months ago."

   Whoa, I didn't see that coming.  She'd just gotten here a few days ago.

   She watched my confusion.  "Dan, I mentioned that night six years ago to
her.  She was having a similar issue.  I'm not really able to discuss it
further, I would never violate that trust."

   A similar issue?  What?  I didn't know what I was feeling, but it was
weird.  Someone else knew.  The world wasn't ending.  I didn't feel
violated or distrust my sister.  I loved her.  She was taking care of me.
She was taking care of her kids too.

   "But Zane doesn't know about us as a couple yet, right?"

   "No, I just confided in her a tiny bit.  No details, it was just a
difficult mother-daughter conversation.  She'd never tell my - um no, I
mean our secret."

   "We're going to end up telling the kids eventually, I guess," I admitted
as much to myself as to her.

   "We might, but I think it can be admitted in stages," she said
thoughtfully.

   I thought about that.  That might work.  They could see we were living
together and traveling together.  That didn't mean we were doing anything
per se.  Then if they ask we can tell them some and finally if they press
more we could admit to being a couple.

   "Yeah," I said at length.  "That might actually work the best.  I don't
know why this conversation hit me so oddly.  I'm sorry.  I'm not mad.  I
just hadn't prepared myself to think much of this through."

   "Me either, Danny.  I just fell in love with you and damn the
consequences."

   "That's it exactly.  I think we've had enough walking today."

   "We need to eat something besides a piece of fruit," she observed.

   "Fast food?"

   "Yes, we could splurge."

   "Tacos, burgers or chicken?"

   "Hmm, I guess if we're being naughty, I want a burger and an old fashion
milk shake," she said with a laugh.

   "I know just the place.  It's a hole in the wall diner, not a chain, so
I guess it's not technically fast food."

   The diner was just the thing.  The previous conversation had tapped my
energy for some reason.  I was silent on the drive over.  Inside we ordered
at the bar.  And the short order cook fixed our burgers right in front of
us.  The milk shake came with malt added.  It was like a place out of the
60's.  The conversation was much lighter during this meal.  We just chatted
about what we might do and visit in each city.  Katie's nervousness was
diminishing by the hour.  Once it was real, I think she was able to accept
it better.  We agreed to call our kids when we got home.  She on her cell
and me on my old tech.  On the way home we stopped at a book store to pick
up some maps and a European tourist book.

   At home we each made our calls.  I was in the master, while she did hers
from the guest room.  Tommy seemed pretty happy for me and wished he could
go.  I told him he might get to come on one during his summer break if he
wanted.  That was a big hit.  He didn't seem to have any issue with me
taking my sister.  He didn't know his aunt very well, but his opinion of
her was positive.  I only ever told him good things after the divorce.  He
was probably too small to remember when we lived in North Carolina when she
visited us more.  In any case, he said he was doing pretty well in his
courses and wanted to see me during the winter break.  Luckily I was going
to be off for December this year.

   When I got off of the phone with him I called a limo service to set up a
pickup at 8:00 AM.  Our flight was at 10:00 AM.  I know the limo service
sounds extravagant, but it wasn't much more than paying a cab and they were
more dependable when timing was crucial.  Just as I finished up with them,
Katie walked in to the room.

   "So how did it go?" I asked her.

   "Oh, it was fine.  They both wished us a safe and happy trip."

   "Did they suspect anything?"

   "I don't think so, I mean it could be in the back of their mind I guess,
but it wasn't brought up.  They were just happy I was moving on after the
divorce."

   "Tommy was happy for me and a little jealous.  I told him he might get
to come on a trip over his summer break."

   "See, we were all worried over nothing," she said with a little sarcasm.

   "Yeah, well, I know we'll have to open up at some point.  I just hope no
one feels too badly about it.  I'm not giving you up for the world," I
said, pulling her onto the bed with me.

   A short but tense love making session ensued.  We couldn't get one
another naked fast enough.  In bed, I had started to mount Katie, but she
wanted to be on top.

   "Dan, let me be on top," she said, as she playfully.

   She pushed me back on the bed and then plunged my cock deep in her
mouth, coating me with her saliva.  Suddenly I was feeling of the tip of my
cock in her throat being grasped with a technique that super erotic.  She
bobbed her head as she watched my expression and kept notice of how close I
was.  Her technique kept me excited with out bringing me too close. 
Finally, she decided I was getting to close and backed off with a smile.

   "You don't know how sexy that is," I told her.

   She continued licking my length for a while longer and then asked, "You
ready for you big sister to hop on top?"

   "I love it when you're on top.  Come here," I said, as helped here get
astride.

   She climbed up upon me lustily and guided my slicked head into her
already moist slit.  Her lips were puffy and the little triangular arrow
atop of her mons pushed downward into my pubic area.  The site of her lips
dragging along the length of me as she raised upward again made me pull her
quickly downward again by her hourglass hips.  She smiled at me and
repeated the process leaning slightly further forward.  My hands limiting
the amount her midriff moved, she understood what I wanted instantly and
began undulating just the lower portion quickly while thrusting her chest
further forward.

   Katie road me senseless for the next several minutes.  She wasn't going
slow, she twerked me almost the entire time.  With her nice breasts
remaining mostly still right in front of my face.  I squeezed them both and
alternated sucking each of her gloriously long tight nipples into my mouth
throughout the abbreviated session.  It was a great stress breaker from the
afternoon's tense moments.  A sudden flurry of jerky motions of her hips
finished us both off and left us both breathless.  Finally, she collapsed
on me and held me tightly.  We remained in each others arms for several
minutes during our afterglow.

   The release we'd both had seemed to calm us both some, but there we were
both still quite anxious.  Eventually, she climbed off and we slipped out
of the bed to do our nightly bathroom routines.  When I finished there, I
did a final double check of the house.  I put our three bags at the front
door.  Then I placed the new maps and books into my backpack.  Back in the
bedroom, I set the alarm clock for 6:00 AM.

   Katie put an alarm on her phone just in case.  Watching her, I wondered,
for split second, if I should step into this century and get one the
infernal gadgets.  End the end I decided it was trip tension and I
shouldn't worry about that any more right now.

   We climbed in bed and snuggled together, but sleep came restlessly.  We
both tossed and turned for the next hour or so and then at some point we
had another quickie.  I thrust into her hard from behind while we both lie
on our sides.  Katie climaxed first as I finally found the spot that
allowed me to smell her hair while I completed.  That scent, was immensely
calming and exciting at the same time.  Sleep finally came to us both with
me still buried deep inside my loving sister.

   Around 6:00 both of our alarms went of and we got up sleepily.  We
showered together and got dressed.  Katie was very tense again.  We had
just eaten the last two bananas and taken out the garbage for the last time
when the doorbell rang.  We excitedly got in the town car with our bags in
tow.  We were at the Corpus Christi airport and waiting for our flight by
quarter-to-nine.  I held Katie's hand as we patiently waited for our plane.
We were in first class for the entire trip, with the exception of the ERJ
we would be taking to Houston.  When the ERJ pulled up Katie about lost it.


   "We're flying in that little thing?" she asked.

   "Only to Houston, sweetie."

   "I hope I can do this," she said.

   "I'll be in the seat right beside you.  You can do it because we'll be
together.  It's going to be fun," I assured her.

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