A Good Start to the Day

Your dreams are scrambled and messed up, though you remember little of them. Slowly surfacing to consciousness you are immediately aware of three things. The first was that you head was resting on moving flesh and not a pillow. Second was the unique natural aroma of your big sister filling your nostrils. Third was your aching pussy. It was not a sharp horrible pain, just a mild soreness. Remembering why you were happy to feel it, proud.

Cracking your eyes you see you are cuddled up against Fiona. Your leg over hers, your arm over her stomach, your head resting on her shoulder and upper chest. She was on her back while you are on your side pressed against her, she had her left arm around you. You were both still nude. You listen to her slow steady breathing. Her beautiful chest rising and falling.

You could hear movement elsewhere in the house, other people were up and stirring. Based on the light coming in through the curtains you were guessing it was probably at least 8 or 9.

Your mind had come down during the night and you were yourself again. Thankfully, shit, what a trip that had been. Way too much way too soon. You groan softly as you remember the day before, the scene with Grandpa in the living room. Christ, what were you thinking? Well, things would be busted wide open today. You hoped it went well...as well as possible anyways. Despite what happened last night you also knew Fiona was still furious with you. She had let you off the hook last night, but today there would be hell to pay. It killed you inside. And your grandparents...oh your grandparents. What would they think? How would they react? You'd really gone and messed things up.

You also remember Fiona comforting you through the dark times of your trip. God...what a sister. You melt yourself into her even more.

The day was going to be a rough one. But...right now, right now everything was okay. Everything was amazing. It was almost perfect. The only thing that would make it better would be Elsie's sleeping head on Fiona's other shoulder, cuddled into Fiona's other side. The sisters Bailey, all together. You sigh wistfully at the fantasy. You were happy Fiona had clicked with Allison, but some petty jealous greedy part of you wanted her to yourself. All in the family. Ah well.

A sweet smile on your face you close your eyes and savor this quiet moment with your big sister. You listen to her soft deep breathing, you revel in her aroma, you relish the feel of her warm flesh against yours. You don't move a muscle so as not to wake her and you enjoy this most wonderful start to your day.