Janet mentioned that it was about time for dinner, and she left Kitty and Mike alone for a few moments while she went to prepare the table. As she left, Mike moved to her seat next to Kitty. She had been talking about how lonely she felt after her lover had left her and had worked herself to a case of tears. In a brotherly manner, Mike took her hand and held it gently in his own, offering her all the comfort he could. She responded to his comfort by letting her body go limp against his while she cried on his shoulder, allowing all her sadness over the experience come out. He stroked her long blonde hair softly, gently, and he felt her body relax even more against his. Surprised slightly, Kitty nevertheless felt her breath shorten a bit, while impulsive thrills of warm delight raced through her belly. Then he drew her to him in a brotherly hug, his lips kissing her on the cheek as her arms slipped around his neck in response. His open hand smoothed lightly over the exposed flesh of her back to hug her tightly again. Then he planted fervent kisses on her forehead, pressuring down firmly… and even though he wanted to, he went no further.
"I think dinner should be about ready," she whispered, her breath oddly heavy when they broke their embrace, neither one brave enough to admit what they were feeling for each other at that moment. "And after dinner, Janet has some really fine pot. Something to really liven things up a bit."
Mike smiled at her as they stood up and joined Janet in the dining room. "Now, that's something I could really enjoy," he told her as he placed his arm around her waist and walked through the house. As they were about to enter the dining room, he could not suppress a warm feeling of love rushing over him at seeing her again after all these years. She had certainly changed. She was so sweet and sensitive… he could see that she had been more deeply hurt by what had happened to her with her lover. It seemed to him that she was afraid that she would not be able to fall in love with another man again. He wanted to show her that she could. He wanted to teach her that it would again be possible. Too bad she was his sister. She was such a lovely, luscious person. It was all he could do to fight back the urges he felt to take her in his arms, to press his lips against hers, to let himself fall freely into an embrace that was something other than brotherly love.
It was as though Kitty had read his mind, for just before they entered the dining room, while they were still out of sight from her older sister, she turned her head toward his and placed her lips firmly on his surprised mouth. They pulled each other's bodies tightly, and it was only at Mike's insistence that they finally pulled their bodies away from each other. Kitty was afraid that she might have pushed him too far, done something he did not understand, and they entered the dining room in a slightly tense silence.
CHAPTER FIVE
All during dinner, Janet spoke freely of her life since she and her brother had last seen each other. Kitty and Mike sat next to each other, their nearness causing a deep, emotional feeling in each other. Kitty found that she was somewhat uncomfortable in her brother's presence, an uncomfortableness that came from not understanding how her brother felt about the kiss she had given him just before they came to dinner. While Janet talked on and on, Kitty found herself wanting something more to happen. She wanted to share the same love with her brother that she had with her sister the night before, and she was not sure how her brother felt about it. She wanted to talk to him, alone if possible. Even though she trusted and loved Janet, she felt that what she had to say to Mike should be said in private.
Kitty was a little disappointed that she could not feel the way she used to with her brother, but it had been so long since she had been held by a man… And she loved her brother so dearly, with his strong, handsome good looks and reassuring personality. Even though she knew better, she found that it was hard for her to think of him as her brother.
Mike too, was beside himself with the churning pressure building in his loins. He had expected to find his kid sister, but instead had found a lovely, charming woman. Had he grown up all these years with her, he might not feel this way, he told himself. But there was no denying that he found in his youngest sibling a woman who was very like his own girl on the farm. He wondered if Kitty could tell that his cock was bulging in his pants. She certainly seemed to be looking at his crotch enough times.
After dinner, Janet insisted on doing most of the cleaning up. "You two are my guests," she told her relatives. "You're here to have fun. Besides, I'll just throw these dishes in the dishwasher, and join you in the living room. Suppose you roll some joints," she said to her brother. "I'll be in to join you before you can smoke even one of them."
Kitty and Mike exchanged knowing looks and walked into the living room, each of them making small talk while the rugged man rolled pot cigarettes. True to her word, Janet joined them shortly, and the three of them proceeded to smoke some of the grass. Before long, they were lost in a haze of drug-induced happiness. Kitty began talking about how lovely it was in the woods, how she had wandered around in the nearby forest.
"You know, Sis," her brother began, "there were times when I would get stoned and walk around the farm. Suppose you give me a grand tour of the woods and fields around here."
Kitty felt her belly flutter at the thought of being alone in the warm night air with her brother.
"Yes, Kitty," said Janet. "Why don't you? I can finish cleaning up here and get things ready for some fun later tonight." Kitty's older sister gave her a little wink, and although Kitty did not understand what it meant, she could tell that her older sister did not mind that she and Mike go romping in the woods.
It was warm enough outside that neither Kitty or Mike felt the need for even a light overcoat. As they left the house, Kitty was amazed at how lovely everything was at night, now that she was with her brother. The delicious enveloping fog of marijuana, good food and each other's company made her feel totally at ease, and she found that she could relax her body against her brother as he put his arm around her slender waist. For many long moments, they walked through the woods until they were out of sight of the house. Neither of them said anything to each other, until finally, in the darkness of a small wooded area, Mike stopped and looked into Kitty's eyes.
"You know, brothers don't usually feel the way about their sisters that I do now."
She nodded, and then placed her head against his shoulder. "I know, darling," she answered softly, her voice hushed and low. "And sisters don't usually feel like I do right now either."