When we heard their shower start we knew it was time to keep our promise at long last.
As I looked across the room to where sis stood between me and the front door she gave me a huge smile. This was one of the rare occasions where instead of jeans she was wearing a light sort of peasant sun dress that reached to mid thigh. I could follow the curve of her fat calves to the fullness of her thighs as they led out of sight to where paradise lay.
I’d been pretty sure she had had no bra on under it but it was a little hard to tell. The clue was that the straps seemed to be taking a bit more of a load than they should.
Reaching up slowly she slid her right thumb beneath the right hand strap. Just as slowly she slipped it over her shoulder and let it hang there. Then just as slowly she used her left hand to slip off the left hand strap. Letting it go as well she just stood there with her arms relaxed at her sides.
Her dress hung there supported solely by friction on the top of those full 40C’s. She must have been practicing because all she did next was say, “Well brother of mine?” and shrug slightly.
The dress slid straight to the floor and pooled around her feet.
I was speechless at the sight. My occasionally fevered imagination had been doing a pathetic job compared to the reality before me. I was frozen just staring at her generous curves but my gaze was torn between those gorgeous boobs with their huge nipples standing right out for most of an inch and the dense, lush blonde triangle that covered my most immediate goal.
She toed off her sandals and stepped barefoot out of the dress.
She cocked her head to one side and repeated, “Well brother of mine? You really need to get moving. You know just where you’ll find me.”
Pressing her right fingers into the blonde muff covering her slit she withdrew them to reveal a thick string of clear stickiness that separated and hung for about a foot between her knees as it slowly headed for the floor. “I really am ready you see.” And with that she turned and headed for the door.
At last I got to see the full spread of her beautiful, broad backside I’d been imagining for so long. My dick had been engorged painfully for a while but this just plain made it hurt. “Why am I still standing around with my clothes on?” my mind asked.
I practically ripped my shirt off and flung it. It was a good thing I had those cotton briefs on or I’d surely have caught my shaft in the zipper so tight it was in there. I almost expected to hear “sproing” as my dick leapt out. I shucked pants and briefs in one move only to discover when they hit the floor I still had my shoes on!
Darn! Sitting quickly to tend to that oversight I looked up to see sis start switching her tail the last few steps to the door. Wow!! How had dad described that magical motion some years ago? Oh yeah. “Body by Fisher, bearings by Timken.” Boy was he right.
By the time I got my shoes off the front door was empty and open. I headed straight out as fast as I could.
We had a full moon. When I got to the corral I had to pause to take in the sight that greeted me. It was just perfect and I wanted to remember it always.