Unwelcome interruption.

I arrived at my parents house on the Thursday and walked in, I called out to my parents and a moment later my father stepped out of the den, “Guess what?” He said giving me a big hug, “Your Brother showed up this morning, apparently he is taking a semester off.” He said to me.

I must have looked shocked rather than disappointed like I felt because he followed up with, “I know, we were surprised as well, something about course schedules or something.” He said helping me with my jacket.

I turned back to him as he hung my jacket, “Wow, so he’ll be here for a couple of months?” I asked, normally when Jethro came back to town he would stay at my folks place in the spare bedroom.

Dad turned and nodded then pointed at my chest, “You might like to do up those couple of buttons before you say hi to you mother.” He said quietly. I looked down and realised that a button had already popped, all I had to do in this top was stretch so it didn’t surprise me.

He gestured towards the dining room and turned around. I pulled my phone out and quickly sent a message to Mark.

Me: Interruption to our plans. Jethro is going to be here for a few months.

I then put my phone away and followed dad into the dining room. Mum and Jethro had already set the table, Dad handed me a glass of wine. “Here you go.” He said.

“Kim.” Jethro said with a smile, his hair was longer, shoulder length.

“Jethro.” I took a sip and moved to hug him, “Good to see you, Dad says you will be here a couple of months.”

He gave me a big hug crushing m breasts against his big chest, “Yeah,” he glance down as he let me go, “hope you don’t mind me stealing the spare room.” He gestured down and it took me a few moments to realise he was pointing at my top which had sprung again, this time multiple buttons.

I quickly moved to do the buttons up, “I can sleep in the Den.” I said as I did up the three buttons.

My mother interrupted, “Why are you wearing a top that’s a size too small.” It wasn’t a question.

Dad spoke up as he sat down at the table, “She can wear what ever she wants dear, she’s an adult.” It gave me a little thrill, normally Dad wouldn’t say anything. My mother just raised her eyebrow but said nothing.

We all sat down, Mum and Dad opposite each other and Jethro and I opposite each other. Slowly we ate dinner as Jethro told us about the last couple of months at university, I couldn’t help but think that Jethro was glancing at my tits all dinner.