I'd turned onto a small and unkempt paved road which now scrolled through some fields. I made a couple more turns and then after some few more minutes driving I turned off into an unpaved and overgrown entrance. Some big stone pillars were vaguely visible through the verdant growth that flourished everywhere. There was silence for a few moments and I thought that perhaps she'd gone to sleep early but then her voice piped up.

I was nonplussed, unable to fathom out the reason for her apparent delight in stirring me but I eventually put it down to my getting our parents to let her stay out and I resolved that I'd make sure that she behaved properly while in my care. Once I'd settled that matter in my mind I nodded to myself, undressed, climbed into bed and fell asleep almost immediately.She stood up and as she did so the dark triangle of her pubic fuzz inside her thin panties became very visible to me, stirring me so thoroughly that I was unable to even move away. Ok, good thinking," she answered as she turned and walked away, "Yeah, I've got a skirt that'll do and I'll just wear a blouse or something." She went silent as she watched me, then suddenly squeezed my shoulder, pressing herself against me. On the other hand, giving my parents the story that I was doing some fishing was a good enough reason and excuse to stay out as long as I liked. Sure, it was usually a genuine story but occasionally it was one that I used to enjoy a night of debauchery with assorted friends while Sharon on the other hand had no such escape route.

My sister Sharon may well look good in her own environment because she's a tall but curvy person and far more at home in tight jeans, loose blouses and high heels; in clubs and bars and in noisy and busy places, so the thought of her sitting out there fishing was all wrong. Oh, fish are always slippery and wriggly and I'll admit that they're cold but they're not horrid," I answered, concentrating on a selection of floats, "And anyway I'm not constantly catching them so the rest of the time I can spend just watching all the birds and the insects and the animals." My sister and I still lived at home because although we'd both moved into our 20's our parents refused to take rent or housekeeping money from us so it was economically very sensible for us to stay at home. Perhaps the free board and lodgings was our parent's way of keeping an eye on us but we accepted the limitations thus far, irksome as they may have been on occasion.Umm, more than you are now," I suggested, doing my best to remain aloof from her charms, "Put a loose skirt on, you know, nothing tight - you'll probably be sitting down a fair bit and jeans and stuff might be a bit uncomfy. Flat shoes too, by the way and it'll be hot later on so don't bother with any heavy stuff."

All sorts, although I only see them occasionally; you know, just small creatures like mice and hedgehogs sometimes and the occasional fox and deer," I said, "Oh, and I've seen badgers a couple of times too - and rabbits of course." Wow, I'd love to be there to see all that," she said dreamily as she squatted down beside me and draped an arm over my shoulder, "It must be lovely..." Just wanted to remind you that we're off early in the morning," I said, "I'll give you a call if you like - around sevenish." There on her bed lay Sharon, her panties missing, her nightie pulled up, her hips raised, her legs wide spread and her large vibrator embedded between her legs! This is the place," I said as I eased the car forward slowly, "There's a place I can stop round the corner, out of sight."I had my kit well organised so that I could easily carry my fishing box, my rods, my food and drink as well as my collapsible tent and umbrella but I had visions of Sharon bringing suitcases of clothes with her! I don't mind the walking and while you're fishing I'd be able to watch and you'd be there to talk to," she said as she began rubbing her hip against me, "And you'd let me use your binoculars, wouldn't you?"

Shut up!" Sharon replied, "I said forget it, now come on, remind me, what am I supposed to wear today?"Sensible," I said unable to come up with anything better as I watched her tight and barely covered little arse sway across the room. And don't let her drink anything either," added mum, imitating chugging at a bottle, "You know what I mean." I work not far away as a junior office manager in a local business - my status really meaning that I was the 'gopher' so far as I could tell but my boss says we all have to start at the bottom. Huh, that's his story... One day perhaps I'll be able to tell someone to fetch my files and tea instead...but for now I was at least on the first step of the corporate ladder. My sister was prowling and bored because she'd been grounded for the weekend after coming home late and in a 'worse for wear' condition a few days ago; in other words well and truly pissed and well past her deadline too. I awoke a couple of minutes before my alarm was due to go off at six and sat up, instantly feeling somewhat worried about my decision. Would Sharon behave herself - or would it be better to let her sleep on?