It was after 9:00 at night, and the day had been blisteringly hot. I had mowed the lawn early in the morning, as that was the only chore I really had to do that day. And even though it was night outside, it was still almost 90 degrees.

I decided to go down to the basement and do some reading where it was cooler. I had a Tom Clancy book I had not read for a while, and was just getting back into the story when I heard the door to the TV room open.

“Oh, so you’re down here hiding again, big brother?” I heard a voice say, and smiled when I saw my little sister in the doorway to the TV room.

“Yep, it’s nice and cool down here, so a beer sounded nice.”

“Beer, you got a beer? Don’t let mom or dad catch you drinking their beer PC, they’ll tan your hide for that.”

I held up the can of Coors and took a sip, and looked at her. “Then I suggest you not tell them, or I might have to tell them some things you would not like them to know. Say, like catching you and Billy Foster behind the bleachers at the last football game.”

She squawked, and quickly shook her head and promised she would say nothing. She asked what else I was doing other than raiding the beer in the kitchen, and I showed her the book. “Ah, reading yet again. Come on PC, you really need to get out more. You know that?”

“Well, we all can’t be the centers of the school society like you are. I like solitude at times. I would be reading outside, but it’s still too hot and the bugs out there would be killer. To tell me sis, what are you doing down here?”

She giggled, and held up a videotape and said one of the girls at school had given it to her. She then asked if I wanted to watch it with her, and as I had read my book before I decided that might be fun. She turned on the TV as I moved my beer to the coffee table and turned off the light before we sat next to each other on the couch facing the TV.

She hit play on the remote, and the first thing I saw was one of those 1920’s era limos. And then a girl dressed for that time and a nun walking out of what looked to be a mansion. “Oh lord, AC. Not another of those indie films you love to watch!” I groaned.

“Oh shut up, PC. It’s only an hour and a half, surely you can bear to spend that long with me.”

I grinned and wrapped my arm around her shoulder, kissing her forehead and told her I always loved being with her, even if she was sometimes a pest of a little sister. And that was a way we sometimes shared affection for each other, using our initials instead of names. A lot of people thought it was cute we sometimes used PC and AC instead of our names. But nobody else did, those were mostly secret names we used for each other and nobody else.

Once in the car, it seems that I was correct. The woman had been raised in a convent, and after her father died she had to go home. She was of age, but had lived a sheltered life. She had been sent there after her mother died, so she was now an orphan.

And part of the stipulation of the will was that the girl named “Heather” had to marry before the end of the year or lose her inheritance. I groaned in my head, this was obviously one of those costume period dramas she so loved to watch. The kind that would keep her glued to PBS for hours at a time, as they showed a lot of them.

I told her I was about to go upstairs and read, and she quickly reached down and grabbed my thigh, demanding I stay at least a few minutes longer. “Come on, PC. Give it a chance. I was told this was a really good movie, and I don’t want to watch it alone.”

I sighed in my head and nodded. I lightly caressed her shoulder, and was just glad she was sitting on my left side. I tend to hang to the right in my shorts, and if she was on the other side she might have gotten a surprise if she had grabbed my thigh as high she had.

The other beneficiaries were discussing the contents of the will, and decided amongst themselves that Heather had to marry the gardener’s son immediately or they would all lose their inheritance. And after deciding that, one of the things they asked the nun was if the girl who was named “Heather” understood what her wifely duties would be. Of course the nun denied that, as they were a convent so knew of no such things themselves. So they decided to send Heather’s aunt to her room to instruct her on what would be expected of her as a wife.

Of course when asked Heather denied any knowledge of sex, and the aunt said she was going to teach her what her body was for. But I was shocked when instead of describing things in proper Edwardian terminology, the aunt had her pull up her wedding dress. Then getting down on her knees pulled aside her lace panties as she licked her own fingers, then inserted them into Heather’s cunt.

This was about the last thing I expected! “Sis, what the hell is this? Did you actually bring a porno tape down here to watch?” I demanded.

“Shhh, keep it down or mom and dad will hear us! Just relax, it’s not like you’ve never seen a porno before. My friend promised it was a good one.”

I grabbed the beer and took a long pull from the can, what in the hell was AC thinking? First coming down here with her sweet “Big Brother” talk, then having me watch a porn tape with her. I was more than a bit confused about this, and had some mixed feelings. But as we watched the aunt fingering her niece, she snuggled up against my side.

“Wow, she’s really hairy!” sis said, and I had to agree. The gal was sexy, and had a really full bush on her. Even between her thighs, as even in most porn I had seen with hairy girls most would at least shave between their thighs and leave the bush up top. And I stated this was set at like the turn of the century, so likely they would not be expected to trim for a bikini. And sis actually sighed as the aunt went down and started licking Heather’s pussy as she described the act of sex in more details.

And as she was fingering her and licking her pussy, Heather asked how her unmarried aunt could know such things. And it cut to a scene many years earlier. With the aunt describing when she was a much younger girl and her being seduced by an army officer. And as I watched, I had to admit this was much better than most porn I had seen in the past. The cinematography was as good as many movies, and the music and lighting fit it perfectly.

And it was rather sexy watching the officer and the aunt get into it. “She’s got nice boobs” I softly said, and even my sister had to agree with that. But watching her suck the guy’s cock, it was obvious she was not quite a maiden as she had proclaimed. That was clearly not the first time she had a cock in her mouth.

Sis even moaned when the aunt hiked her leg over the man and had him slide his hard cock into her. We both sighed a bit at that, watching his cock slide in and out of her as he held her big titties and sucked on her nipples. Then a bit later he climbed up so he was straddling her chest and started fucking her big old titties.

“PC, do guys really like doing that?” my sister asked, and I nodded. I told her it was a sensual thing, not only did it feel good but we could look down into our lover’s face. She said that did sound sexy, and moaned softly as the officer came on the woman’s face and chest.

“Ohhh, I might try that someday. But think I’ll skip that part.”

“What, you don’t like facial’s, sis?”

“Ewww, not at all! PC, that’s gross! Now maybe on the chest might be kinky, but not my face!”

And she pinched my side when I said she often wore so much make-up, that it really would not be on her face anyways but on top of layers of stuff she had already put on her face. I pinched her back but lighter, and she giggled as we continued to watch.