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Honeymoon Day Two: Thursday

by Leslie Schmidt

I hit the snooze to silence the fucking alarm, then went back to sleep. I woke up again when I heard the toilet flush. Cali walked out of the bathroom, then around the bed and out the door. I had kicked the covers off in my sleep and I definitely had the morning wood. There was no way she hadn't seen my hard cock.

It had been planned that I'd give Dad and Kate a ride to the airport, their flight left at 9:15, so we picked them up at the hotel where they'd spent their wedding night and got them to the airport by 8:30. Dad sat in front with me while Cali and her mom sat in back.

"You don't mind returning my tux, Bill?" Dad asked as a matter of politeness (mine was in the way-back too.

"No problem."

"And Cali won't be an inconvenience?" Kate added from the back seat.

I looked at my little sister in the mirror and she smiled at me embarrassedly-we were both thinking about what had happened this morning. Then she looked at my dad and then her mom-her eyes got big when she realized what they'd spent the night doing.

"Naw," I said, "I like having her around." I looked directly at Cali when I said this and she smiled.

"Well," Kate went on to her daughter, "you be sure to behave and do anything he wants."

We left them at the curb at the airport, then went on.

I dropped her off at the summer camp on my way to work....then picked her up on my way home.

"Things OK at the camp today?"

"Yeah, I guess. We made stuff with clay, watched a movie and then played some volleyball."

'It's tough for kids your age in the summer," I said. "I used to really look forward to school starting."

"I guess."

"They'll be back in a week."

"Yeah, I just wish I could have gone to Hawaii too," she said.

"It's their honeymoon," I responded. "Anyway, I think its great having you as my little sister now."

Cali smiled at me. "I like having a big brother too."

I put a frozen pizza in the oven for dinner and was sat on the floor in the living and watched "Terminator 2" on Netflix. Then Cali went off to the bath.

When she pushed the door closed it went "pop" and opened again.

"Billy, the door won't close," she called.

"Push down on the knob while you close it," I replied.

She messed with the door, it popped open again, then I heard the water start to run in the tub. I guess she gave up.

A couple of minutes later I peeked as I want by into my bedroom. She was sitting in the tub but her back was to me.

After she got out we had ice cream in the kitchen.

I smiled across the table at my geeky little sister (I guess it runs in the family-even though we're not blood related). Cali has wavy blonde hair that falls below her shoulder blades but is cut in straight bangs across her forehead. Her eyes are gray and wide set, high cheeks, a short impish nose and small mouth. The nose holds up a pair of wire rim glasses-thick oval lenses. When she smiles, her braces shine. Right then, she was wearing a really old nighty that was worn and threadbare. That made it almost see-through when the light hit it right and it was a bit small for her so it sometimes clung to her straight lines and flat, fifth grade form.

Later... "Am I sleeping on the couch again?"

"It's up to you hun," I responded. "I didn't mind you sleeping....in my room last night." (I almost said 'Sleeping with me.")

This time I wore my briefs to bed. Just before climbing in next to me she pulled her nightgown over her head. She was wearing white panties with little pink mice on them. She slid in next to me and turned and smiled.

"Good night," she said.

"Good night." I turned off the light. When I rolled back she put her hand on my cheek and leaned forward, then gave me a peck on the lips.

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