Chapter 7

When we went inside Mom looked at the kitchen clock and exclaimed,

"Bloody Hell! Look at the time. Anne will be home soon and I haven't even got dinner on. Could you peel some spuds for me while I grab a quick shower?" when I nodded my agreement, she dropped the car rug in the laundry and headed off upstairs and I dragged some potatoes from the cupboard and was standing at the sink when Anne walked in and looked around. She spotted the picnic basket on the bench where I'd left it and opened the lid and had a quick peer inside before coming over beside me.

"What a surprise to see you doing that. I didn't think you even knew what a vege-peeler was, let alone know how to use one. And what's the story with the picnic basket? And where's Mom?" I kept on with what I was doing as I replied to her questions,

"There's a lot you don't know about me and what I can or can't do. Mom and I went for a picnic lunch and now she's upstairs having a shower. Anything else you think you might need to know?"

"Hmm... A shower at this time of the day? And - no, that just about covers it. Keep up the good work." Anne gave me a peck on the cheek and a slap on the bum as she left the kitchen and headed for her bedroom, after hanging her coat up in the laundry.

Mom returned to the kitchen when I had finished with the spuds and emptied out the picnic basket, and took over.

"Thanks, Pet. I'm alright now, that was a great help - you'd better get changed before dinner if you're going to." Mom began to bustle around efficiently and I could see that I was no longer needed, so I headed for my room as well. I decided to have a piss as I passed the bathroom and I was just about to close the door when Anne pushed it open and followed me in. She had seen my cock before, so I stood in front of the toilet had flipped it out to begin when she asked,

"Err... Could I hold it for you while you pee? I've often wondered what it must be like to be able to piddle standing up like that." Anne moved close beside me as I agreed and warned her,

"Yes, of course you can if you want, but don't be surprised if you cause me to stop half way through." And she reached down to hold my cock in her hand, and I began to jet out a strong stream as my cock began to slowly harden, causing the flow to slow to a dribble.

"What's wrong? Why have you stopped? " Anne asked, a bit anxiously.

"Men can't piss with an erection - and you've certainly given me one of them."

"What do we do to stop that, then?" Anne was looking down at my cock with a funny look in her eye, and I told her,

"Well, if happens to me when I'm by myself, I either try to think of something other than girls until it goes soft again, or I rub it till I cum and then I can piss." Anne began to rub her hand back and forth, quickly building up my excitement - especially in view of the risks involved, what with Mom in the kitchen and Dad and Tom being due home anytime, and in what seemed like no time at all I began to spurt out my seed, for the fourth time that day. There was not very much of it at all and Anne managed to catch it all in her hands and, when I was finished, she let go of my cock and turned to wipe her hands while I finished pissing.

"There wasn't a lot like last time." She stated, definitely, "I'm a bit suspicious. Day off school, picnic in countryside, car rug in laundry for washing, early shower and last, but definitely not least, there's these." She opened the laundry basket and held up a pair of Mom's nickers. "I discovered these when I had a piddle earlier. Look at the state of them. They're covered in dirty marks and even worse, the crotch of them is soaked. You and Mom haven't been up to anything, have you?" Anne looked most suspicious.

"Don't be silly. What would I be doing with Mom? She's our mother, for God's sake." I decided to brazen it out but Anne didn't look convinced and went on,

"I've been noticing the way you look at her lately, and it's definitely not a mother/son look. Tell the truth, you do fancy her, don't you?" she looked directly into my eyes and I knew that a straight lie wouldn't do so I replied with a question,

"Well, she is a good looking and well built woman, so I suppose I sort of do. Dad's a good looking man so I suppose you sort of fancy him, but I bet you wouldn't do anything about it. It's the same thing." She sort of looked satisfied but definitely not fully convinced and I knew that I would have to be extra careful when she was near.

"We had better get out of here before somebody catches us. How about a quick kiss before we go?" without waiting for her to agree I grabbed her and pulled her into my arms and locked my lips on hers and thrust my tongue deep inside her mouth. Anne made no protest and wrapped her arms round my neck and returned my kiss as I grabbed the back of her dress and dragged it up to be able to shove my hand down the back of her panties and push it between her legs onto her pussy. It was hot and moist and she writhed and pressed against my hand before pulling her face away from mine, saying,

"You don't know how much I've wanted you to touch me there but we'd better stop before someone comes. I wonder if you could sneak into my room when everyone's asleep and we could help each other jerk off. I never lock my door so if you want to come, just wake me if I'm asleep."

Anne moved away from me and I was forced to reluctantly remove my hand from her panties and she was about to leave when I begged her,

"How about a quick flash to remind me of what I've been missing. You've just seen mine." Her face went scarlet but she lifted the front of her dress and dragged her nickers down to mid thigh and pushed her pelvis forward to open her pussy to my view. I pushed my finger between her lips and slid it along and back and the removed it saying,

"Thanks. You really do have a fantastic looking cunt. The next time we get together I'm going to taste you and lick you down there till you're almost crying with excitement. Leave your window open a bit, tonight - it'll be a lot less risky coming through there." And I stuck my finger in my mouth and made a great production of sucking it and licking it clean. Anne watched this with her eyes wide open in wonderment, until she returned to reality with a start and, dragging her nickers back up and dropping her skirt, she fled from the bathroom, still blushing brightly.

I gave her a few minutes start and then spent the rest of the time before dinner in my room. Anne had trouble meeting my gaze when we were together at the table and each time I saw her look at me, I licked my lips causing her to look away in some confusion. I enjoyed teasing her like this and making it a bit uncomfortable for her but she definitely got her own back later in the evening. All of us, except Tom who, as usual, was doing something relating to music in his room, were watching a program on TV in the lounge and, when it was finished, Anne volunteered to go and make a cup of tea. I was the only one seated in a position that allowed a view through the door into the next room and the little bitch knew this, and, when she was out of everybody's line of sight except mine, she stopped, skinned her panties down and off, then bent over pointing her backside at me and flipped the back of her dress up, giving me a clear view of her bare buttocks, her tightly puckered anus and her pouting pussy lips. She swung her bum back and forth a couple of times before standing up, turning and sticking her tongue out at me and then carrying on to the kitchen, dangling her nickers in one hand.

I carefully eased my erection into a less obvious position and, saying I was going to help carry the cups, followed her to the kitchen and pushed the door to behind me. She had the kettle on and was standing waiting for it to boil and she looked at me, smiling smugly, as much as to say 'Your turn, what now, smart-arse?' but she still looked surprised when I grabbed her and lifted her onto the bench.

"You're a brazen hussy, flashing yourself like that. I bet you haven't even put your nickers back on, have you?" I lifted her dress and saw that I was right, she was naked under her dress and she sort of squealed quietly when I pulled her knees apart and said,

"I'm going to have a quick taste and give you a preview of what's coming later tonight." And I bent down and ran my tongue the full length of her exposed pussy a couple of times and then stuck it inside of her as far as I could before standing up and lifting her back down to the floor, where she just stood, motionless, with a shocked expression on her face.

"Now we'd better get the tea to Mom and Dad before they start to wonder where we are." And I watched as Anne poured water over the tea bags in the cups, acting a bit like a robot, her mind very obviously elsewhere. She picked up two cups and went to head back to the lounge leaving me to bring the other two before I stopped her by suggesting,

"Maybe you had better shove your panties further into your pocket before you go in there. If Mom or Dad see them hanging out your pocket like that, they might ask awkward questions." She hurriedly put one cup down and fixed the problem before proceeding.

Sitting in the lounge with my parents knowing that my sister was panty-less across from me, was highly erotic and arousing and I knew that I would have to visit her bedroom later that night. My erection was becoming harder and I was surprised that I was being so affected after all that had occurred during the day. When I looked across at Anne she was looking back at me over the lip of her cup and she had her knees just far enough apart to look accidental, but giving me a clear view of the inside of her legs almost to their junction. She was deliberately and calculatedly teasing me right under the noses of our parents and I marvelled at how much we had both changed in such a short time, before licking my lips again and making her look away.