Avery looked my way and I tried to act bored, turning back to the movie. When she did likewise, I relaxed a bit and figured she didn’t suspect anything. Kaia’s hand became more insistent.
Evil. Naughty. Temptress. All of the above?
I slowly moved my hands to my lap and grabbed her hand just enough to move it out of my way. I left my belt in place, but unzipped and pulled the flap open. Kaia seemed satisfied with that as her hand was soon entirely through my fly and grasping my erection. For better or worse, she moved her fingers further down until she was cupping my balls through my underwear. It wasn’t quite flesh on flesh, but it was far better than through my jeans.
She stayed that way, rubbing softly while her wrist rested on my cock, until the credits started to roll. By then, I was getting a case of blue balls and was ready to flip her over, rip her leggings down, and take her in front of my family. Almost. She extracted her hand subtly and left me to zip up without anyone else noticing. I still had to be careful how I got up so no one noticed the serious bulge going on.
“I’m beat,” Avery said, yawning.
“Same,” Kaia said. “Time for some shut eye before we face the unwrapping.”
We said our goodnights to the parents and went upstairs. Kaia suggested Avery could use the bathroom first, to which my sister put up no resistance. Finally!
“That was fun,” Kaia said in a whisper as we stood in the hall just outside her room.
“Right up until I got blue balls, yeah,” I whispered back.
Kaia giggled. “Aw, poor baby. Need some relief?”
“Heck yeah. You coming up again tonight?”
She shook her head no. “Sorry, I’m beat and it really will be a long day tomorrow. I’ll find some way of making it up to you, though. Promise.”
I pouted. “You’re no fun.”
Kaia grinned. “Nope. But I am naughty.” She lifted her sweater, this one a bulkier black one which had obscured her chest considerably compared with the previous day’s. Again, no bra stood between me and those beautiful breasts. It was only a couple seconds, though, then she put them away.
She gave me a sweet, apologetic smile. Then, unexpectedly, she stepped in close and lifted up on her toes to give me a quick kiss on the cheek. Compared with everything else we’d done, it was terribly chaste. Yet, somehow, it felt more intimate than everything else combined.
“Good night, Alex. Sweet dreams.”
With a quick wave, she disappeared into her room and closed the door behind her. Again, she’d given me more than enough to keep my mind active and awake late into the night.
#
Christmas morning had always been the highlight of this family gathering, with the kids racing down to the breezeway where gifts were piled up around the biggest of the three decorated trees in the cabin complex. As I’d gotten older, it lost a little of the excitement, but I was still looking forward to the grand commotion and squeals of joy.
Despite being up late, mind tossing with fantasies while resisting the temptation to give myself some relief (Kaia hadn’t given me permission), I was still awake early. Gifts couldn’t be opened until everyone was up, and that was usually after the sun was fully over the horizon. Looking outside, I figured I had a good half hour. Hoping for a repeat performance of yesterday morning, I went down to the second floor to grab a shower. Disappointingly, I didn’t have any company, nor was there any sign Kaia was awake when I was done.