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And Mom nearly caught us!
My eldest daughter, Becca - just 24 - was home for the holidays. She'd been away at college, making her way in the world. Her younger sister, 18-year-old Sam, had always looked up to her.
They were inseparable and it really hit her hard when her older sister went away to college. For months, she moped around, feeling a little lost, a little out of sorts. I'd hoped it was just a phase, that she was experiencing some growing pains.
But now that she'd returned - even if it was only for a few weeks - Sam was back to her old self again, happy, smiling and joking with her big sister. They talked about everything together.
And I do mean everything.
Sometimes I'd listen in on their conversations and get hard imagining the things my little girl had been sharing with her big sister. I know I shouldn't have but sometimes I just couldn't help myself.
They'd talk about sex and other "girlie" stuff while lying there, sprawled out in the living room. My wife was completely oblivious to the kind of conversation that would have made her blush had she heard even just a little bit of it.
I was in the study one afternoon, going over a deposition when I heard Sam call out.
"Hey, dad. What do you think?"
I put the papers down and turned around, seeing both girls standing there, side by side.
My daughter, Sam, had always had the cutest face - freckles and dimples and the cutest little nose. She'd also always had the nicest ass and the best tits.
She was wearing a red bikini top, her nipples hard and erect, poking against the thin fabric. There was no doubt in my mind that she was excited about what she was showing me.
She handed me a letter.
"A college acceptance letter?" I glanced up at her beaming face.
"Yes, sis and I are going to the same college."
"Really?" I turned to look at my other daughter, seeing the smile on her face. "That's great. I guess you girls are sticking together then, huh?"
"Yep," Sam said, her eyes twinkling.
I glanced back at the letter, seeing the date on the acceptance. It was almost a month before. "How long have you known about this, Becca?"
"Um, I don't know," she said, shrugging.
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