Grace Wilkinson - Aunt Dorothy book I

"See you later, kids!" he called as he started out the door. "Don't forget your chores!"

Lee and Joe stared at each other. Lee was bursting to tell him about Daddy and Aunt Dot… but something held her back. She really needed the right atmosphere… the right circumstances to disclose her big secret. She felt ravenously hungry and very adult. The mysteries of life were opening up to her and she was more than equal to them. She felt strong and proud… invincible really… it wasn't every day that a kid found out such an earth shaking secret… and she felt doubly blessed. After all, she could have just happened to come upon them kissing… whereas what they'd been doing in the den was very far removed from that mild form of affection!

She looked up at her brother with a new fire in her eyes, trying to convey to him her new knowledge without actually using words… but all that Joe could see in her eyes was the reflection of his own desire-wracked face. He wanted to touch her… to touch her between the legs just the way she had been touching herself… that would be simple enough… he had seen well enough what she'd done and he knew that he would be able to repeat it gesture for gesture.

"What are you going to do today?" Lee asked suddenly, still staring at him strangely.

"Oh… I don't know… fool around I guess… what are you going to do?"

"… Dunno… watch Bandstand on TV later, maybe… you wanna watch with me?"

"… Sure…" Joe replied shyly. Any other time he would have told his sister she was crazy and gone out to play tackle football with the guys the way he usually did. But today, he felt that he couldn't afford to pass up any opportunity to be with the hot young creature who just happened to be his sister too. Besides, he figured if he hung around her long enough, she'd tell him what she'd seen.

"I'm gonna work on my model plane in the basement, anyway… we could watch down there…"

"It's a date!" Lee cried, leaping up from the table. She took a big bunch of grapes from the ice box and cradling them in her bare hands, headed for the living room. Joe sat perfectly still, watching her walk away from him. She swayed when she walked. Had she always done that? He didn't think so… but then he'd never watched his sister walk away from him before either. He watched her all the way into the living room until he saw her plunk herself down on the sofa, picking up a confessions magazine as she did so. The image of her full, yet compactly small buttocks remained engraved on his mind. He'd like to touch them too, he thought. He wondered if she would let him? He knew that in the past whenever he had wanted to do something and she hadn't, he had always won out… but this was another matter entirely, and most of the self-confidence he normally felt with his sister had been completely undermined.

Confused, he cleared the table, realizing that Lee had no intentions of doing the dishes and that any chores that they had to do would no doubt be left until the very last minute. He piled the cups and saucers and bowls in the sink and then decided to go outside for a while. Looking at the wall clock, he saw that they had a full hour before Bandstand was due to come on. Somehow, it seemed such a long time to wait for what he had begun to think of as the cozy date that he had with his sister in the basement. But in another way, when he thought about it in a certain light, it seemed only seconds away and he hoped to prolong the time just as any child on the verge of adulthood has moments when he innately senses that there are some things far better about remaining a child.

The air was crisp when Joe stepped outside the door, aware that Lee was watching him from the living room sofa. He casually closed the door behind him and began to button up his thick school sweater, the one with the letter he got for wrestling, on the back in steel and garnet, the school colors. He had always thought that steel and garnet were pretty crummy names for what was really ugly maroon and battleship gray, but the letter was a great symbol of his manhood and he was proud of it.

Looking up at the sky, he saw dark storm clouds gathering to the east, and he presumed that it was already raining out over the ocean. He decided that a short walk to the basketball court at the corner would give him something to occupy his time and he set off in that direction. As he walked, the yellow maple leaves were being whipped off the trees, to fall in damp clumps on the cement below his feet. Everything in nature was echoing what he was feeling inside. When he got to the corner, he threw a few baskets with the guys who were there and then growing bored quickly, he returned home. He kept thinking of his younger sister, Lee, and her little golden pussy…

Using his key, he let himself in and was surprised to find that she was nowhere in sight. It was almost time for the program to come on! Hurrying to the basement door, he was elated to hear the sound of the television set blaring from below. Hastily, he clamored down the wooden steps. She was sitting on the floor on the braided straw rug that had been there ever since they could remember. He noticed that she had changed into a pair of white shorts so tight fitting around her hips that he wondered just how she could breath in them. He found himself breathing hard as he sat down next to her after bringing over one of his models for a final adjustment before it would be ready to fly.

"Hi!" Lee said casually, keeping her eyes glued to the screen. Joe looked at her, wondering if he had imagined everything that happened last night. She looked totally innocent of ever having had a lewd thought in her life.

On the blurred screen of the old TV set, teenaged couples could be seen dancing with each other to the latest hits. Joe wasn't very interested in seeing the gyrating couples but he did find himself appraising some of the better looking girls in a new light. He was looking at them as potential young pieces of tail…

"WOW!" he thought, when he realized what he was thinking. His sister's presence next to him was warm and quiet. She seemed completely engrossed in the program. Several times he thought she was going to say something and then was disappointed when she remained silent. He found himself getting more and more excited and once when his arm brushed against hers he felt the hairs on his neck standing on end. She jumped about a mile and he began to suspect that she was just as nervous as he was. He decided to take the upper hand during a commercial.

"How'd you sleep last night?" he asked slyly, amazed at his own boldness.

His sister looked at him curiously and answered, "OK, I guess…" And then as an afterthought, "how'd you sleep?"

Joe looked directly into her eyes and saw something like embarrassment there. And yet, Lee continued to meet his gaze defiantly. He coughed and looked down at the model plane in his hands.

"… not so good…" he croaked his answer. There was a long pause and then he added breathlessly, "I… uh… kept hearing things…"

Lee stirred beside him and said nothing.

"… and seeing things!" Joe added for good measure. No sense in backing down now!

His sister looked at him now, realizing that Joe had seen her nocturnal vigil in the hall. She realized that he had probably seen everything and after a few moments of severe discomfort, she finally mustered up her bravado and smiled.

"Did you enjoy what you saw?" she asked, her small pointed tongue lingering a bit on her lips before she tucked it back into her mouth.

Joe's cock leapt to attention, pressing upwards. God, would it ever stay down again?

"… yea…" he answered, "very much…"

A force field had grown up between them and Joe suddenly pushed his model plane away. He felt as though every word they were saying was of some historical value, so important did it all seem. He could feel them drawing nearer, to each other and nearer to the recognition of many secret things.