Matt and Michelle Ch. 04

I was hammering a nail into a board in shop class. Wait, no, that's not right. I was stomping my feet on a wood floor. Was I? No, I was pounding on a door. But I wasn't pounding on a door. Someone was pounding on a door.

I awoke from dreaming all of these things to hear actual knocking on my front door. It was 10 am. After a night of sexual exploration broken up by little naps, I was not really all there. Michelle pulled a pillow over her head with one hand and gripped my arm with another as I crawled out of bed with the intention of answering the door.

"Just ignore it and they'll leave," she mumbled from behind her pillow shield.

Even though she had induced an explosive orgasm from me just a few hours before, I was once again half hard. None of my clothes were in her room so I stumbled into the hallway and grabbed a towel from the bathroom on my way down the stairs. I was seriously hoping it was someone trying to sell something or convert me, and the sight of me throwing off my towel and being in all of my naked glory would cause them to run the other way and never show up again.

"Oh you've got to be kidding me," I sighed to myself as I glanced through the peephole. Michelle's friend Kelsey was right there on our front step, banging on the door. I decided to just yell through the door and avoid having her see me in a towel.

"Yes? Can I help you?"

"Hi Matt it's Kelsey! I'm picking up Michelle. We're going to the track meet. She's not answering texts and I've been outside for like forever." Boner: killed. "Can I come in?"

Shit.

"Oh, uhhhh sorry! Yeah, she left early this morning. I think she said she was going to the gym. Maybe she'll meet you there? At the track meet?"

There was a pause. Kelsey was rude and intrusive and pushy and the chances that she'd leave were slim.

"Well can I come in for a minute? I need to use the bathroom."

Shit. Again shit. I glanced behind me and Michelle was crouching halfway down the stairs. Her hair was tousled and she was wrapped in a sheet. She was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen in my life.

"Yeah, bathroom, fine." I wildly gestured for Michelle go to back up to the room and close the door. I opened the door for Kelsey who was dressed like she was about to go clubbing, not to be a track meet spectator. I braced myself for the heavy flirting that was about to happen. This girl could not take a hint.

"Soooo...are you by yourself this morning?" She was smirking and glancing down at my towel.

"Ah, no. Nope. Got a girl upstairs. So, you know, gotta get back." I glanced longingly at the top of the stairs. It wasn't a lie. I did have a girl up there and was itching to get back. It just so happened that girl was my sister.

"So you need to use the bathroom? You know the guest bathroom - right there behind the den. Knock yourself out."

Kelsey looked crestfallen but I'm not sure if that made her any less determined. I could tell she was deliberating in her head about how far she would push it. Before she could ask any more questions or follow up, the shower went on upstairs. Kelsey's eyes widened and she leaned her body and glanced up the stairs, as though she could see into the bathroom from that angle.

"You know what? It's cool. Sorry to have disturbed you. I can use the bathroom at the track. Tell Michelle to text me when you see her." She made a hasty retreat and I let out the biggest sigh of my life. Once she was gone and I heard her car leaving the driveway, I charged up the stairs lightning fast to get back to my love.

The bathroom was already steamy and Michelle was in the shower singing something from Hamilton. I dropped the towel and opened the shower door, stepping in and pressing myself against her back. I was already half hard again.

"Well, hello you." I could hear the smile in her voice.

"I got rid of our intruder. Do I get a prize?"

She turned around and put her hands on my shoulders. I loved the feeling of her nipples lightly brushing against my chest. Michelle scrunched her nose and said, "I kind of feel bad for blowing her off. But in my defense I didn't commit to going to the track meet, I just said I might be interested."

"She is gone now and we get the morning back to ourselves. Is there anything in particular you want to do?" As I was speaking, I was also brushing the back of my hand and tops of my fingers against her left breast. She was squirming in ecstasy and lowered a hand to her pussy and started to lightly rub. It was one of the most erotic scenes I had ever witnessed. I could have blown a load right there on the spot, but I decided then and there that any cum I ever had again would be for her whenever and where ever she desired.

"I want to do it."

"Um, I think we've been doing it, Shelly," I laughed.

"No. I mean real, penetrative, you-in-me kind of sex. I want to feel your dick inside my body."

"Oh!" I don't know why this startled me. I think somewhere in my mind I knew we'd get there. "Right now? In the shower?"

"I don't know. What do you think?" She was as turned on as I was, and I could have plunged my now rock hard cock straight into her at that very moment. But that kind of first time should be special. Standing up in the shower felt exciting but not special.

"Let's finish up here and when we get out we can figure out the best time and place." This was literally the most restrained I have ever been in my life and I still don't know how I managed to utter that sentence.

"OK, wash me then!" She handed me a shampoo bottle and I started on her head. Once that was washed out and a little conditioner washed out too, she washed my hair. Every touch felt special and amazing, but unfortunately also was pushing me closer to cumming.

When it came time to soap her body, I was careful to wash all over but not linger or spend any extra time on her pussy. She was slippery and so aroused that it took every ounce of effort I had to not finger her. But I got her washed without giving in to that desire.

When it came time to wash my body, I didn't know what to do, She started with my face, neck, and shoulders. By the time she got to my chest I grabbed her wrist and stopped her. I leaned in to kiss her, and we stood there, me still holding her wrist, making out for a solid 5 minutes. The water started to get cooler so I quickly soaped and rinsed off the rest of my body. She turned off the water and we got out and dried ourselves off.

"This is so Adam and Eve," she said as we walked into my room. "We could just wander naked through the house all weekend."

I smiled at the thought of us doing that, and of all of the other things we would get to do to each other. I looked at her glowing face, long brown hair wet on her perfect shoulders. Gorgeous tits. Perfect waist, curved hips, glorious pussy, splendorous legs. Mostly my mind flashed with the memory of all of the years we had. All of the shared moments. All of the experiences. Everything we had in common. She was not a weekend fuck toy. She was the perfect woman. She was my sister. She was the love of my life. I was going to figure out how to treat her like it.

"Let me take you out, Shelly."

"Like, on a date?"

"Exactly on a date. It doesn't have to be fancy, but let's go out. Maybe brunch?"

She smiled back. "Yeah. I mean yes, let's do it. Let's go on a date." She leaned in to hug me and my erection pressed against my stomach between us. A little friction and it would have made a mess all over the both of us, so I gently separated our bodies.

"I'm sorry that I'm perpetually hard around you. It seems to have a mind of its own. It's a relief to know it works after a month of it not cooperating but now it's just...out of control. I promise it'll get better. I mean, I think it will."

She was staring intently at it, which was not going to help it go down.

"Would it help if I made it soft?"

"Like...you're going to scare it or something?"

"Hahaha no silly, I mean I can make you blow a load and get some relief for a little bit."

Just hearing her talk like that made my dick flex a little. But that wasn't what I wanted.

"The next time it does that, I want it to be from making love to you Shelly."

"I love you Matt."

"I love you too. Now get out so I can get some clothes on and let's get some brunch."

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We don't live in a tiny town. But we do live in a town small enough that the odds are high that you will bump into someone you know when you're out and about. Kids from school, their parents, co-workers, teachers, neighbors. Sometimes even relatives. My hope when we got into my car was that we wouldn't bump into a single person we knew today, and get to live for the next few hours like husband and wife. I know, it's cheesy, playing house like that. But it felt like everything in this moment.

We settled on a nearby Mexican restaurant that we hadn't been to in a while. Michelle said that Mexican food sounded good, and I liked the thought of being in a dark, candle lit room gazing into her face.

We were seated at a round booth and scooted so we were sitting right next to one another. "Margaritas? said a very bored sounding waiter. I don't think either of us looks like we are over 21. I glanced at Michelle and shrugged. "Want one?"

"Kinda? I mean, only if you will."

"OK, we'll have 2 on the rocks with salt."

The rest of the meal was fairly uneventful, but as they cleared our plates away Michelle's playfulness started to turn to a little sexual, probably fueled by the half a margarita she had finished. She was doing this little sexy shoulder dance and I kept having to adjust my basketball shorts around my erection. Without any warning, she reached under the table and rubbed the tip of my cock which was peeking up through the top of my shorts, but under my shirt. She rubbed over my shirt for a second and then stealthily slid her hand under my shirt and squeezed the tip. Pre-cum oozed out and onto her palm. She opened her hand and started rubbing her flat palm over the head of my cock in a circular motion. Her movements were subtle and we were sitting very still so none of the dozen or so other patrons seemed to notice anything. I felt my eyes going in and out of focus it felt so good.

"Matt? Michelle?" It was Dana, mom to my classmate Robby. "Hey you guys! How are you doing?"

"We're great Mrs. J! Just grabbing a bite to eat." I was grateful that Michelle managed to speak in complete sentences because I'm pretty sure at that point I was drooling. She also stopped rubbing and instead grabbed my shaft with her hand and squeezed, holding on to it. Thank heavens for liquid courage.

"Great minds, I was craving this place," laughed Dana. "Ralph is meeting me in a minute. It's so good to see you guys, especially you Matt. Don't see much of you since you started State."

"Yeah." OK so I wasn't going to be William Shakespeare while my sister firmly held my hard as stone cock in her fist. "Good to see you too."

"You know I wish Robby and his sister got along as well as you two," she said while Michelle started slowly pumping my throbbing erection up and down under the table. "I don't think in a million years they'd just go out and have a meal together." Pumping stopped, circles on the head again. "Maybe one day they'll be closer like you are." Back to gripping the shaft, and now gentle tugs. Tug. Tug. "Well here comes Ralph. Enjoy you two!"

"Thanks Mrs. J! Matt and I will see you guys soon I hope!"

Once she walked away from the table I sputtered some air out of my lungs and gasped, and pulled Michelle's hand away from my crotch.

"I swear Michelle I am going to explode so hard it's going to hit their fucking table."

"Say no more."

Michelle flagged down the waiter for the check, paid, and escorted me out to my car in the basement of the parking lot. She walked just in front of me but I don't think it did much to hide the tent in my shorts.

We jumped into the car and by the time the doors were locked her head was in my lap and she was sucking so hard on the head of my cock that her cheeks were hollowed. The rest of my cock was still under my shorts, but the head was out and it was enough for her to go to town. Not surprisingly, my entire body shuddered and I came instantly into her sucking mouth. As I was blowing a sizable load into her warm mouth, she reached under her skirt and started to frig her pussy furiously. I reached to help her but was mostly under the spell of spewing junk against her firm tongue and didn't really make as much progress as she did with my hand. With the head of my cock still in her mouth she started screaming through her orgasm, and as she did some of my cum dribbled out of the sides of her mouth and fell back into my lap.

She sat up and the obscene look of her was too much. Red-faced, panting, drooling my cum. I grabbed her and kissed her while she lazily fondled my softening cock. I slid a hand down to her pussy just to get a quick feel, and my hand was lubricated with her juices immediately. She began to grind against my hand and I slid in a finger, and then two. It only took another minute before I got her off and her body shook a little bit against my hand. I slid my hand out and rubbed her tits under her shirt with her juices. We made out in the car for a few minutes before we were startled by a knock on the window. It was a parking attendant telling us that this wasn't a place for our behaviour.

We pulled out of the garage and made the drive home silently, holding hands and each imagining all of the things we wanted to do for the next 24 hours before our parents came back home.