I had just gotten home from working a double shift at work for the weekend. I was walking into the garage with my stuff from work. As I was about to go into the house, I heard a voice say, “Hi Brian.” I turned around to see my next door neighbors unloading their car from spending the day at the lake.

I turned and said, “Hey Jim. How was the lake? Hot enough for you?” He and his wife said that it was pretty hot, but getting in the water was very refreshing. I walked the first load of my work stuff into the house, took off my dress shirt and put some shorts on. As I was coming back out, I heard the neighbor’s car door open. Jim’s daughters stepped out of the back seat. Erin came out first. Erin is 15, very slim and has a nice tan. She is going into her second year of high school and is developing into a nice looking young woman. I could barely see the shape of her forming breasts through the t-shirt she had on over her bikini. After she was out of the car, her older sister, Nicole, stepped out. Nicole had just turned twenty and, lets say, has really developed over the past years that I have lived next door to them. She is about 5′ 8” and around 110 pounds…all in her chest. She was wearing a rainbow-striped string bikini that was stretched to the max around her large, but perky breasts. The bottoms tied at the sides and since she had to slide out of the back seat, they crept up into her ass just a little to show off her cheeks. As I was closing the door to the truck, Erin and Nicole said hi, and I could have been imagining, but it seemed like Nicole’s eye contact with me lingered a little longer than normal.

I didn’t think much of the encounter as many like that had happened before. I went on about my evening, cooked some dinner and was just sitting down to watch a football game, when I heard a knock on the door. I walked over to it, opened the door, and there stood Nicole. She was still wearing her bikini top, but had put on some running shorts instead of the bikini bottoms. “Hey Brian,” she said with her hands behind her back. She pulled her hands around to the front, holding a plate, “We made some pie for dessert and have some extra, would you like a piece? It’s Apple.”

“Sure, come on in.” I held the door open for her as she walked past. I took a peek at her tight shorts as she walked by and couldn’t make out a panty line. ‘She’s either wearing a very small string something, or nothing,’ I thought to myself, hoping for the latter. We walked over to the couch and sat down. She handed me the plate with the piece of pie on it and a fork. I felt bad being the only one eating, so I offered Nicole a bite. I held the fork up for her and she took a bite.

“Mmmmm, that’s good,” she said, closing her eyes. “OK, your turn. Let me see.” She took the fork from my hand, cut a bite and held it up to me. As I took the bite, some of the filling got on the side of my mouth. “Oops, sorry Brian, let me get that for you.” She leaned in and kissed/sucked the pie filling off of my lips. I was slightly shocked and I think she could tell. She sat back quickly, “Oh, sorry, I don’t know what I was thinking. I’m usually not that forward with this kind of thing, but something told me that you wouldn’t mind.” Her cheeks flushed and she sat back and rested on the couch.

“Wow Nicole. I, uh, I don’t know what to say.” I looked at her and could tell that she was embarrassed, but I could also tell that she liked what she did. “Well, what’s done is done and we can’t change that.”

“I’m sorry Brian.”

I stopped her and said, “Please, don’t be sorry, I actually enjoyed it too. I think you can do better than that though. If you want to kiss me, you can just ask, you don’t have to make excuses like the pie stunt.” She knew I was joking, which helped her relax.

She leaned toward me, put her hand on my cheek and said, “OK then.