Anyway, the last thing Mom and Dad had to worry about was someone breaking in, or us being stuck in a house with no power because of an outage, or anything like that. Their only real concern was us and how we'd do: that we'd eat properly, we wouldn't make too big of a mess, and that kind of thing. And even that was minor for them -' Sis and I had shown them that we were responsible and trustworthy while they were gone too many times before. While we'd likely have a friend or two over, we weren't going to be throwing any parties or getting into any kind of mischief.
Even though Sis hadn't said anything more to me about us making love, I pretty much figured that if she decided that she still wanted us to, it would happen during the time Mom and Dad were gone: the opportunity was simply too good to let pass. But I still didn't say or do anything to get Sis to make a decision, or try and bias her. Dads little chat with me had really cemented my determination to leave Sis alone in that regard -' and to do right by her if she DID decide in favor of us being together. The last few days before they left, Mom and Dad didn't make any big deal out of their trip; but I did notice that they made sure we had plenty of food in the house, and that the laundry got done earlier than usual. Sis and I had had supper (I made burgers; she was going to make spaghetti the next night) after Mom and Dad had left when she let me know what she'd finally decided.
She was nestled into my side with my arm around her, the two of us on the couch while we watched TV. When a commercial came on, she looked at me and said 'Danny, I've decided what I want to do.' I didn't figure she was talking about her career choice in college, and quickly gave her my full attention before I asked 'What's that, Sis?' 'What I want is to make love with you.' I nodded and answered 'If that's what you want, then that's what we'll do. Where and when?' Seemingly reassured by my response, she told me 'I was thinking that I'd like it to happen in my room, tomorrow night. I was hoping that you would stay with me -' all night, I mean.' I gave her a gentle hug and kiss on the forehead before I said 'I'd be happy to do that, Sis. How did you want it to happen?' She looked surprised for a moment, and then realized that I was asking about the circumstances, not the event itself, before she answered 'I thought it would be nice if we were a little dressed up tomorrow night, and you went with me when it was time for bed.
We could undress each other, and then get each other ready.' Smiling at her, I replied 'That sounds just fine to me, too. That's how we'll do it, then.' I could see that she was both pleased, and a little relieved, that I was so agreeable to what she wanted. I lowered my head, and she readily let me give her a small, soft kiss on the lips. Looking into her eyes, I told her 'Sis, I love you -' enough that I want to make this as special for you as we can.' Seeing how sincere I was, she gave me a happy smile before answering 'I love you, too, Danny. I know it hasn't been easy for you while I've been going through all this, and the only thing that made it easier for me was how patient and understanding you've been.' 'I'm glad I was able to help, Sis' I answered before giving her another brief hug.
With that out of the way, the two of us settled in for watching TV the rest of the evening. Every so often, one or the other of us would hug the other, or give the other a brief, gentle kiss. The way we held and touched each other wasn't sexual -' but it was somehow more intimate. When it got late enough, both of us got up and headed for our rooms. Before we parted, though, I gave her another soft kiss before telling her 'I love you, Sis.'
She smiled up at me and replied 'I love you, too, Danny. I'll see you in the morning, okay?' 'Of course' I answered before we each headed for our rooms. Even after I got into bed, I could only lay there, thinking about the next night -' less about my own physical desires than what I would do to try and make the event as close to perfect as I could for her. The next day, the two of us each went about our regular activities; but the times that we were together, we were more helpful and courteous than usual. Not that we were 'formal' or anything, just that with both of us so aware of what was ahead, we were making an extra effort not to do anything that might mess it up. When Sis let me know that it was close to time for supper, I thanked her and went to my room to get ready. After a quick shower, I changed into a pair of khakis and a sport shirt; she'd said she wanted for us to be a 'little' dressed up, and knowing her, I figured that was about right: more than the jeans or shorts I might have worn otherwise, but not as much as if we'd be going to someplace fancy, either. When I came out, I went to see if Sis needed any help with anything, but she wasn't in the kitchen or dining room, either one. I could see that the food was ready, though, so I figured she was getting changed, too -' and simply did my part by setting the table. Then I had an idea, and got some glasses and a couple of the wine coolers we had in the fridge. I wasn't worried about Mom or Dad being mad about the coolers, since they let me and Sis have them before. Besides, I didn't expect that Sis or I would have more than just the one, and there wasn't THAT much alcohol in them, anyway.
Filling a glass for each of us with our preferred flavor, I set them on the table. I was wondering what to do next when Sis came into the room, and I saw that she was wearing one of her simpler dresses: a pale yellow, it complimented her hair and skin tones very well. It was a simple design that showed off her figure to good effect, with the skirt part of it coming down to just above her knees. She looked pleased when she saw what I had on, and told me 'You look good, Danny. Supper will be ready in just another minute or so. Go ahead and sit down, and I'll bring it in.' I didn't sit down as she said because there was something I wanted to do; when she came back in with a plate of spaghetti for each of us, she was surprised to see me still standing there. But when she'd set the plates down, and I moved to hold her chair for her, she looked positively delighted. Once she was seated, I took my own chair and we started having supper. She spotted the wine coolers I'd brought out, and thanked me for them. In return, I complimented her on what she'd done with the spaghetti sauce. Otherwise, neither of us felt the need for a lot of conversation; again, our time together was intimate, but not formal. I'd set the table so that Sis and I were closer to each other than we usually were, and several times during the meal, I would reach out to take her hand and give it a small squeeze. The first time I did it, it surprised her. After that, she'd let me know she appreciated the gesture by giving me a small smile when I did it. When supper was done, I had her just sit at the table to finish her cooler while I cleared the rest of the dishes and got them into the dishwasher. Once that was done, I held her chair for her again when she got up, and took her hand to lead her into the living room.
Earlier in the day, I'd taken the time to find a specific type of music, and gotten it set up on the stereo. Turning loose of Sis' hand for a moment, I turned it on, and the living room was filled with soft, slow music. When I got back to Sis, I took her hand and asked 'Would you do me the honor of dancing with me?' I could see her eyes get wet with tears before she managed to blink them away and tell me 'Yes, Danny, I'd love to!' I led the way out to where I'd pushed some of the furniture back to give us a little more room to dance in, and took her into my arms. Her eyes were glistening again when she looked up at me before resting her head on my shoulder. We spent nearly the entire evening there, alternating between dancing through a few tunes and sitting down to snuggle with each other for bit. It was getting toward late evening, and we'd just danced through a couple of tunes when Sis told me 'This has been wonderful, Danny, and you've made me so happy. Now I think it's time.' I took my hands off her hips, and she took a small step back to look up at me. I just smiled and gave her a soft kiss on the lips before going over to turn off the music. When I was next to her again, she took my hand in hers, and the two of us walked back to her room. Once inside, Sis turned to face me and after taking both of my hands in hers, said 'I love you, Danny. More than I could ever say or explain. And I know that you love me, too -' everything you've done has told me that, and particularly everything you did for me tonight. I wanted this to be something I'd remember, and you've done more than your share to make it that way. Now I want to share something of me with you. From all you've said and done, I know you understand what this really means to me -' and that's why I want my first time with a guy to be with you: because you're as special as this is.'
Looking into her eyes, I answered 'I can't know what this really means to you -' but because I do love you as much as I do, I can see what it means, and honor and respect your choices and decisions. I truly am honored that you would want to give yourself to me this way, and I'll do everything I can to be worthy of the trust you've given me.' Smiling, Sis released my hands after giving them a small squeeze and told me 'I – I want to take your clothes off, then have you take mine.' I just smiled back, and nodded my agreement. Reaching up, Sis put her hands behind my head and tilted it down so she could give me a soft kiss. When our lips parted, her hands moved to the top of my shirt, and she began undoing the buttons holding it closed. When she'd gotten the buttons all undone, she pulled it open so that she could slide her hands inside and begin caressing my body. That went on for nearly a minute before she moved to slip my shirt off of my shoulders, then remove it so that she could carefully toss it over to a chair. With my upper body exposed, she didn't delay in resuming her previous caresses, and expanding them to include my shoulders and arms and back. As before, I was content to simply stand there and let her do what she wanted. When there wasn't a square millimeter of my body above the waist that she hadn't touched, she slowly moved her hands around to the front of my pants. She tilted her head back to look into my face, and I simply smiled and nodded to her, letting her know that I was fine with whatever she wanted to do. I saw her take a deep breath before reaching for the buckle on my belt. When it was undone, her hands were a little shaky as they approached
