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Encouraged, I reached with my other hand and started rubbing her other breast. Like the first one, the other nipple got hard underneath my index finger.

Merry let out a tiny combination moan and sigh. Her breathing was still regular, but hearing that made my fingers freeze. After a second, I realized that my rubbing was probably making her feel good; just like rubbing my cock felt good… would feel so good right now, in fact!

I increased the number of fingers in each hand in contact with her breasts to three. She moaned once or twice again. Her face had a tiny smile on it; she was enjoying my attention.

I looked at my step-sister and it struck me that she had never looked so beautiful before. I’d never seen her before as anything other than a kid sister, maybe a bit cute, but still a little girl. And here she was, looking like a beautiful woman to me for the first time in my life.

Without thinking, I bent over her and kissed her lips. As our lips met, the reality of what I was doing suddenly hit me. What the fuck was I doing?

I froze, but not before Merry’s lips pursed at the touch of mine. She was actually kissing me back!

I was floored. I realized that I was playing with fire here. In fact, my cock was only about six inches above her crotch. WHAT THE FUCK WAS I THINKING???

The analytical part of my brain finally kicked in, and I pulled away from our kiss.

Merry’s lips remained pursed, as if they were kissing some phantom in the night. I removed my hands from her breasts, and looked down on her. Her breathing returned to normal.

We were safe.

I realized that having Merry in my bed, naked and on her back, was not a good idea. Especially when I was giving in to sudden urges like kissing her.

I moved back to the other side of the bed, and slowly pushed her shoulder away from me, so she was laying on her side again.

Of course, this exposed her tiny backside to me. I looked at it, and gave it an affectionate pat. It felt warm and soft… just like her breasts had.

Thinking about her breasts, I moved up again and looked at her from the top.

I could see the outline of her top breast now. It looked much larger than when she had been laying on her back. I finally realized that the reason her breasts had look so tiny before was due to gravity pulling them closer to her body.

I kissed Merry’s shoulder, and pulled the sheet back over her.

My dick was so hard that I needed to once again take care of it. I looked underneath my bed for the T-shirt that I had used before, and found it. It took about thirty seconds for me to send another load into it.

About five or ten minutes later, I found myself drifting off to sleep. There was something nagging on my mind, but I couldn’t figure out what it was. I turned over and found my body curled up against Merry’s back. My dick was actually touching her!

Oh, shit! Merry was still here. Time to send her back to her room. Hopefully, she won’t know what I did tonight.

"Merry…" I whispered to her.

No response.

"Merry…" I whispered again, just a tiny bit louder.

She didn’t give any indication of having heard me.

Shit! What was I going to do now? It struck me that I had given her a key phrase that would send her back to her room. What was it?

I tried to rack my brain until I remembered. It was something that Merry used to say when my mother and I first moved in with her and her father. "Time for beddy bye!"

Merry moved immediately. She threw off the covers and got out of my bed. She didn’t look over to me, but found her nightgown that she had discarded on the floor. She pulled it over her head and walked out of my door, closing it behind her.

I strained to hear what was happening outside. I heard her door open softly, and then close.

Then nothing.

A few minutes later, I fell asleep.

* * *

I woke up the next morning. My dick was hard again, this time with a need to go to the bathroom. I looked beside my bed, and saw my T-shirt on the floor. I pushed it underneath my bed and got up.

I grabbed my robe and pulled it on, leaving my room to do my morning business.

As I was taking my shower, I heard my mom call up to Merry and me that breakfast was ready.

I felt a bit uneasy at the breakfast table. Merry’s father was reading the newspaper, as usual. Mom had gotten up to get her and her husband another cup of coffee.

Merry was eating her cereal like everything was normal. I kept sneaking glances at her. I kept thinking back to how beautiful she looked right before I kissed her that previous night.

"Jim, is anything wrong?" my mom asked me.

"No… no, Mom. I just had a weird dream last night. It sort of spooked me, I guess."

Merry looked up. "Gee, I had a nice dream last night. Can’t remember too much of it, but I think it was nice."

Mom looked at the two of us, and then smiled. "Well, you kids need to do the lawn and garden today. I’ll be shopping with Aunt Peggy at nine." Aunt Peggy was an old friend of my Mom’s who loved to go shopping with my mother.

I simply nodded to my mother, like I usually do in the morning. Merry nodded also and went back to her cereal.

I wondered what Merry dreamed last night. Did she dream of me looking and touching her… even kissing her? But Merry didn’t look at me at all. She was just interested in her cereal.

Merry’s father left for work, and Mom went upstairs to change.

I was cleaning up the dishes from breakfast when Merry came in with her cereal bowl and spoon.

"Want me to dry?" asked Merry.

"Nah, Shortcake. I’ll take care of it."

"You promised you wouldn’t call me that anymore, Jimmy!" she said, emphasizing the name I hated to be called.

"Sorry, Merry," I grinned.

Merry grinned back at me.

I got back to the dishes and realized that Merry was still in the kitchen. I turned back and she was looking at me.

"What’s up, Merry?" I asked.

"Um… I can use some money for school. Do you think Mom would let me mow the lawn?" she asked.

I looked at her and frowned. "Merry, you know I hate doing the weeds!"

"I’ll do everything. Let me get the five dollars for mowing AND the five dollars for the weeds. You won’t have to do nothing!"

"You sure?" I asked.

"Please, Jim?"

I smiled. Letting her do the grass would give me some time to waste with Jack. "Sure. If Mom says OK. All right?"

Merry ran up to me and kissed me on the cheek. She had done this before, but after the previous night, it brought back memories of me kissing her on the lips. My cock started to stir in anticipation.

I pushed her away, gently, and then moved so my erection wouldn’t be too noticeable.

Merry, unperturbed, went upstairs to bug my mother.

If she knew anything about last night, she certainly wasn’t letting it show.

Chapter 2

Mom told Merry that she could do the lawn, but that I had to check it over afterwards to make sure that it was done right.

Merry flew outside and I could hear her try, unsuccessfully, to get the lawn mower to start. It was one of those pull-start mowers, not like the ones that start the first time that you can purchase today. I knew after the third or fourth pull that Merry wasn’t going to be able to start it.

Smiling, I went outside where Merry had the lawn mower out. She had the gas can out, so I could tell she had already made sure that there was enough fuel in it.

I yelled to her and she looked up. She looked a bit sheepish about not being able to start the cold mower.