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WELCOME HOME Ann and Patty waited anxiously outside the arrival area. It would be the first time they had seen Billy in a year and a half, sense his National Guard unit was called up for duty in Afghanistan. He had just graduated from college was gone in two weeks. Patty could hardly contain herself, as she clutched her mother’s arm and bounced up and down on her toes. Patty had just started her sophomore year at the state university when Billy was deployed. Now she was in her junior year and twenty years old. She was still petite at five two and 115 pounds. She had small but perky breasts that were firm enough not to bounce when she was jumping up and down while in her 32b cup bra. Her dark auburn hair was cut short around her head, which accented her round face and her big brown eyes giving her an impish look. She wanted to look good for Billy by wearing her short leather skirt that her mother still didn’t approve of, a tight designer T top that outlined the perfect shape of her breasts and sandals. Mom, on the other hand, at 38 (She gave birth to Billy at age 17.) was a single mother and had not dated for several years and had let herself go some. She still had her same beautiful face with bright blue eyes; Patty got her eyes from her father; and shoulder length, wavy, dirty blonde hair. She had added a few pounds for her five foot three inch frame at 155, but somehow it didn’t look that bad on her, as she seemed to keep her curves in all the right places. Her breasts bloomed to a nice, full 38d, which Patty made giggle as she bounced on her mother’s arm. Ann was wearing a full, knee length skirt with a print blouse. Patty Escort esat let out a scream the instant she saw Billy come around the corner and down the corridor. She broke from her mom’s arm, ran and jumped up on Billy causing him to drop his carryon to keep from dropping Patty. She threw her arms around his neck and legs around his waist. This caused her skirt to slip up and receive several second looks from the male passersby, as the short skirt pashed up showing her bikini panties. She gave him a big kiss on the cheek. Mom just rolled her eyes at her daughter’s appearance and waited for them to reach her, now hand in hand, to give her son a big welcome home hug and kiss. On the way home from the airport, mom drove and Billy sat it the front seat next to her with Patty in the back seat…mostly leaning over the front seat asking all kinds of questions. The two siblings had grown very close during Patty’s first year of college as they had shared a two bedroom apartment. She was a freshman and he was a senior, although only a year and a half separated them in age. Billy had skipped a grade in elementary school putting him another year ahead of Patty. That was, also, where the sexual tension, that neither would acknowledge…especially to themselves, had started between them. Being so close in the small apartment they had accidentally gotten glimpses of one another in various states of undress, but had actually never seen each other naked. Anyway, that was a year and a half behind them and this was now. After arriving home, Patty grabbed Billy’s carryon, while Billy totted his large duffle bag into the house etimesgut escort and up stairs to his room. Billy looked especially handsome, as if he could look anymore handsome to the two women in his life, in his uniform with the sergeant’s strips, the new rank he had made in Afghanistan . He had is mom’s blondish hair and blue eyes. He stood five feet ten inches tall with broad shoulders and little boys innocent, always smiling face. Ann went to the kitchen to see about getting something to eat as the two “kids” went up stairs. In his room, Billy dropped the duffle on the floor, took off his uniform coat and tie and unfastened his collar. He turned to look at Patty, held out his arms, which she ran into and said, “It is so good to be home and soooo good to see you.” He squeezed her tight in his arms and she snuggled against him in an attempt to get even closer. He looked down at her somewhat amazed at how much he actually missed her. As he leaned down to give her a kiss on the cheek she unintentionally turned her head at the same time so that his lips missed her cheek and landed on her lips. They both pulled away as if kissing hot coal and stared at each other for a moment. Then simultaneously their lips moved back together in a long closed mouth kiss. When they parted they just looked at each other in silence for what seemed an eternity. Then Patty reached up placing her hand behind Billy’s head and pulled him back down to her. This time Billy parted his lips just wide enough to let his tongue slip between them and touch his sister’s lips. The instant she felt it her own lips parted and etlik escort bayan she touched the tip of his tongue with the tip of hers. It was if the had become bonded together in a way they had never felt before. As the kiss lingered their tongues became bolder and began probing each other’s mouth. Their bodies ignited in passion and his hand instinctively went to her breast and he fondled it, not roughly but tenderly, lovingly. Feeling the firmness of it, how it didn’t flatten against her body, but maintained its shape as he pushed against it. He felt the nipple harden in the palm of his hand. And at that moment he knew he had to see them. He broke the kiss Patty just stared up at him, her mouth open, infatuation in her eyes and as if in a trance Billy reached down and began pulling up on the tight designer T until he pulled it up over her breasts, to her armpits, as she raised her arms allowing him to pull it on over her head and arms and drop it on the floor. He looked down at her breasts covered by a simple bra made of light material. She really didn’t need a bra with her firmness, but wore one because that is how her mother had taught her. Her hard nipples readily showed through the material, as he reached out with both hands to cup each breast. Patty sucked in and held her breath as if this was the first time anyone had ever touched her. Of course it wasn’t, she had been to the local lover’s lane more than once, many more than once, and had been “felt up” by more than one boy. But, she never let them go farther than getting a hand under her skirt and touching her panties and that was only two boys that got that far…well one did get a finger in her, but she stopped that before it went any farther. But this was different, this wasn’t just anyone making out with her and copping a feel. This was something she wanted, something that seemed so natural, something that made her feel like a woman for the first time.
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