The Letter Jacket Ch. 02: Summer Rental

"Let's go!" cried Glen, sticking his head into the kitchen from the garage. "I don't want to spend all day in traffic! Hurry, hurry!"

"We're coming, Glen, just calm down," answered Karen calmly, her travel bag over her shoulder as she walked in from the living room.

"Okay, okay," he said, waving his hands. "Where are the kids? Austin! Lily!"

Austin called out through the door. "Coming, dad!" He looked down at his sister, who was smiling around his cock. "Hurry up, Lil," he laughed. "Dad's gonna be pissed."

"I know," she giggled, before burying him in her throat and working him in and out with short, rapid thrusts.

"There it is," he groaned. "Oh, fuck, I'm coming." He pulsed into her throat, causing her to swallow everything without even tasting it. "Wow," he said, leaning against the door. She sucked her drool off his cock before standing up and wiping her mouth on a towel.

Austin pulled his pants up while Lily checked her make-up and hair. "Thank you for not pulling my ponytail this time," she smiled at him sideways.

"Don't think I wasn't tempted."

They ran downstairs and before Glen could say anything, Lily held up her iPod and said, "Sorry, daddy. I couldn't find my iPod. Austin found it for me." She kissed him on the cheek, draining the frustration from his chest.

"It's all right, sweetie."

Austin and Lily sat in the back seat of the Tahoe, the cargo compartment being completely full of vacation gear. Their dad went through the drive-thru of a fast food restaurant to get them breakfast so they could be out of city traffic before rush hour started. The sun was just starting to peek over the treetops when they made it past the perimeter highway on their journey up the interstate.

"Can I put my head in your lap?" Lily asked innocently. "I'm sleepy."

"Sure," replied Austin, scooting down in the seat so he could recline better. He placed a pillow against the frame to lean over against it and Lily put her pillow on his lap after he covered his legs with a blanket. For some reason their dad liked to keep the air on too cold for everyone else. Lily covered up with her own blanket and curled up on the seat. They both placed their ear buds in and listened to their own music.

"Do you want to put your head in my lap, too?" Glen asked quietly.

"You're bad," giggled Karen. She looked back and noticed her kids appeared to be sleeping. Austin was sitting directly behind Glen and was leaning against the doorframe with his head on a pillow. Lily was resting soundly in his lap, also blocking out the world with her ear buds. "Lily," Karen said. "Austin." No response; a little louder, but still nothing. She winked at her husband, who grinned and wriggled his eyebrows.

After a few more minutes, the interstate narrowed from four lanes traveling each direction, to two. Exits were every couple of miles apart now and the scenery was basically trees. Karen leaned over the console and unzipped Glen's shorts. He set the cruise control and settled back a little bit. "I'm not going to suck you off," she said quietly, looking back over her shoulder. The kids hadn't even stirred. "That's all we need is an obscenity charge. "But I'll happily give you a hand. I can hide that better."

"Fine," he sighed, "I guess you can just jerk me off."

"Glen! Shhh!" She quickly looked back and saw that they hadn't even heard him.

But Lily had. She had turned down her iPod, knowing that her parents were getting frisky. She wanted to hear how they flirted with each other, enjoying the knowledge that a couple that had been together as long as they had, could still be that much in love and hot for each other. She had hoped to pick up some tips for her own flirtations with her brother. Instead, she had a front row seat to her parents' sexual advances. She loved that her mother was concerned about being caught, but didn't call her husband a pervert or criticize him for "only thinking about sex", as she had heard from peers, or picked up from movies. It made her feel better about her own high sex drive, and that fact that any time Austin made a sexual advance or comment, it turned her on, even if they couldn't do anything about it at the time. It helped her feel loved and desired by the man she wanted to love and desire her.

She heard her father sigh as her mother smiled, looking from his face to his lap, her arm moving slowly. She remembered some of the handjobs she had given Austin, from the first one where she watched him explode all over himself on the couch, to some of the others, including the first facial he had given her. She had been tempted to take him into her mouth, but he told her no, that he wanted to see her face covered in his cum. It had excited her to hear him say it. It had been right after school when Rob and Carlos were about to come pick him up for an evening out and she didn't have time to fuck him, but wanted him to be better prepared to resist temptation of the girls he would probably see there. She lubed him up and stroked him off onto her face, sending him off happy.

"Karen, baby," moaned her father, bringing her back to the present. She snaked her hand under her pillow to grasp at her brother's cock. He opened one eye slightly to look down at her, a subtle smile on his lips. She smiled briefly in return before they both closed their eyes and feigned sleep again. Austin enjoyed the feel of his sister's little hand on his expanding prick, listening to his mother give his father a handy.

After a few minutes Glen's breathing picked up. Austin and Lily heard the center console open and close. Her father grunted a couple of times and then they heard the rustling of cheap napkins before they were shoved into the plastic bag from the fast food place, the bag they kept for car trash. Lily opened her eyes slightly to see her mother open the console again, grab a couple more napkins and wipe at her hand, briefly glancing back at her children. Lily snapped her eyes shut.

Karen smiled at her husband, who took her hand and kissed the palm before they held hands on the center console.

Soon enough, the kids were actually asleep.

"Hey, kids," their dad called out, turning off an access ramp.

"Yeah?" Austin said as he stretched, pulling out his ear buds as his sister sat up from his lap and turned in the seat.

"Gas and bathroom break. If you need to go, now's the time. We've still got a couple of hours before we get to the lake."

"Okay, daddy," called Lily before sliding out the door on her side. Austin was just closing his door when his sister came around and hugged him around the waist. Their dad was just pulling the pump hose out to fill up the tank when Lily asked Austin for a piggyback ride.

"Fine," he sighed, rolling his eyes. "Hop on."

"Yay!" she clapped. Her brother stooped down and on the count of three, she jumped up, wrapping herself around him before he stood and walked toward the store.

Karen came around the back of the car and kissed Glen, pressing her breast into his side. "If you'll excuse me, she said, "I need to go wash my hands and wipe my pussy. Someone got me all excited on the ride up."

"I promise I'll make it up to you when we get to the lake."

"I'm counting on it. Can I get you anything inside?"

"Just get me a drink. You know what I like."

When she walked to the bathroom, Lily was just coming out and Austin had already finished, apparently, and was waiting by the restroom. Austin handed his sister the small purple wallet and Karen told them to go ahead and get their snacks so they could pay up and leave as soon as possible.

When she came out, she was looking through the snacks and the next aisle over she saw her kids by the magazine rack. Austin was flipping through one and Lily blurted out, "Furburger Monthly, Austin?"

"Austin!" Karen cried.

His eyes were wide in shock. "No! Mom!" He whipped his head around to look at her. He spun back to his sister. "LILY!" Back to his mother. "Mom!" He held up Men's Fitness, the magazine he had been thumbing through, and Lily burst into fits of laughter.

Karen threw her head back, laughing in relief as well as at the look on her son's face. The store clerk, a young, frumpy woman in the red and gold uniform shirt, looked confounded and a little irritated. Karen settled down and told Lily not to do that to her brother. Austin hit Lily on the arm with the magazine a few times as she laughed and backed away while trying to protect herself.

She was still laughing as they made their way to the car, Karen and Glen in tow after Glen came in to pay for everything and use the bathroom. As he climbed in, he announced, "Next stop, Queens Lake!" bringing raucous cheers from the other three.

The rest of the trip was much more lively, everyone having rested and refueled. They commented on the scenery as they traveled the winding roads up to the little town where the cottage was addressed. As they curved along the lake and crossed over tributaries and coves, they commented on the blue-green water and the boats the carved their way through it, pulling skiers and tubers. They noticed kayaks, canoes, jet skis, pontoons, bass boats, docks, beaches. . . They could barely contain their excitement. Glen even agreed to roll the windows down and turn off the air so that the smell and the heat of the day could kick start their senses for the ten days ahead.

"Turn left on Marina Drive, just past TJ's barbecue," Karen said, reading from the printed directions e-mailed by the rental company. Glen turned on the side street past the red barn with the picnic tables out front. They were immediately hit with the smell of the smoked meat as the large barrel grills behind the restaurant, belched smoke into the air. They all commented on how good it smelled and agreed to come back and eat there this week.

"The office is on the left. We're looking for 119," Karen continued. They quickly saw the rental office with a painted wooden sign, the address 119 hanging beneath in matching wood and paint.

"Technically, your rental doesn't start until noon," commented the grandfatherly figure at the desk, "But. . ." he smiled, "I do own the place and I know how anxious you are to get started. Besides, how can I say no to such beautiful young women?"

"Stop flirting with the ladies, Papa," called a lady's voice before an older woman walked in from a side door with a smile on her face. She smacked him on the arm lightly, then rubbed his back as she stood beside him while he clicked the mouse, staring at the screen.

"Don't worry, Dot. Nobody's buying what I'm selling," he mumbled with a smile.

"I would hope not. You've been off the market for a long time," she said, kissing him on the head. She stood and looked at Glen and Karen. "Fifty-two years this month," she smiled. "On the twenty-first." She picked up a picture frame and showed a large family with Papa and Dot each holding a baby, surrounded by what the Owens could only assume were their children and grandchildren.

"What a beautiful family," Karen cooed with a smile, taking the picture and looking at everyone closely.

"We're blessed, indeed," she said. "We've been through a lot," she continued a little more seriously, stroking Papa's hair, "But I wouldn't have wanted to go through it with anybody else."

"What can I say?" he said with a smile as the printer whirred to life behind him. "I found the love of my life a long time ago. No one else even comes close."

Dot smiled. "See what I mean?"

Lily looked at Austin, wondering if this could be them in fifty years. On the one hand she didn't know how, what with them being brother and sister; on the other, a girl could hope. She took his hand subtly, squeezing it, feeling him squeeze hers in return.

Karen handed the picture back and Dot gave them a map of the town, tracing a highlighter along their four-mile route to the cottage as she explained the directions.

"What a sweet couple," Karen smiled when they were back in the car. "You kids pay attention. That's what true love looks like. You can have that." She looked at Glen, "Just like I do."

He smiled at her as she squeezed his hand.

"Before we go to the cottage, I have to make a couple of stops," Glen announced to the groans of the passengers in the back. "Calm down," he laughed, "It shouldn't take long."

After turning right at TJ's, he retraced their trip about a mile before turning right into a national chain car rental lot. Karen smiled at him as he turned around to face his kids. "Now, we know this is a family vacation and we want to spend a lot of time with you this week. You're going to college in a few weeks so this is our last family trip before then. That said, we're also old and our interest and energy is different than yours, so unless you'd rather hang out with us 24/7, we thought you'd like a car of your own for the week."

"What?!" cried Austin.

"Really?" Lily exclaimed.

"Really," Karen said. "Besides, your father and I are going back home Thursday afternoon. We want you guys to enjoy some time together at the cottage before turning in the key on Sunday morning."

"Oh, my God!" Lily squealed, trying to hug her mother and father between the seats, bringing excited laughs from them both as their necks were awkwardly craned for a moment before Lily collapsed back into her seat, giggling behind her hands. "I'm sorry. I mean, yay! Thank you!"

"Are you sure?" asked Austin.

"Absolutely! Your mother and I talked about it when we were up here with Mr. V. and we already talked with Papa and Dot about the plan. Since you're both adults, they didn't have a problem with it. So, when you come home next Sunday, just drive the car home and we'll return it to the local branch. Everything's taken care of."

Austin and Lily began to chatter back and forth before Glen quickly cut them off. "Hang on," he laughed. "You can make your plans later. Let's go get you a car first." They all followed him in. He gave his name and he, Austin and Lily all signed on as drivers. While Glen went through the paperwork, Karen and the kids walked over to the side wall where there was a large brochure rack with brochures for all the local attractions, most bearing coupons and specials. They pulled from anything that looked even remotely interesting.

Glen turned left again, into the busy barbecue restaurant, Austin and Lily immediately behind him in their gray Ford Focus. As they ate the most tender pulled pork sandwiches they'd ever had, with sides of home-cut fries and fresh slaw, they buzzed excitedly about the week.

While they followed their parents up to the cottage, Lily and Austin talked mostly about the weekend they would have alone. They were excited to have the opportunity to be uninterrupted again, this time in a different place where no one knew they were family.

"Do you think it would be okay if we acted like a real couple when we were out?" Lily asked.

"I hope so. I would love to be able to hold your hand and kiss you whenever I wanted, without being afraid someone might see us."

"Would you try feeling me up?" she giggled.

Austin smiled at her. "Probably." She giggled even more, covering her mouth.

Pulling onto the long dirt road, Austin and Lily both looked out the windows at the natural beauty, punctuated with a variety of cabins and cottages on the hills and waterfront. Some were large and modern, some small and simple; some were cared for intently while other seem to get minimal attention. When the dark green Tahoe turned into a driveway on the right, Austin followed it in, causing Lily to gasp in surprise.

The cottage was nicer on the outside than they had imagined. With clean yellow exterior, trimmed in white, with dark green doors and shutters, it was obvious this one was well cared-for. Dot and Papa took pride in their rentals, Lily saw. The grounds were maintained with potted flowers, no lawn, but no sticks on the ground, either. The pine trees were thick and provided plenty of shade, which probably explained why there was no lawn, and the white sand was mostly covered with golden brown needles. As a breeze rustled through the trees and brushed her skin, Lily saw a few more needles float to the ground.

They followed Glen onto the screened porch while he unlocked the door. Once inside they were even more impressed. The living area was large and spacious with hardwood floors, relatively new furniture, and a flat screen television mounted in the corner over a cabinet with a DVD/Blu-Ray player. The glass doors allowed a preview of the various board and family games on shelves inside.

The kitchen had dark cabinets with slim brushed silver handles, black appliances and lower-end, but tasteful countertops. The floor was 12-inch ceramic tile. There were plenty of clean windows on every side, allowing a beautiful view and plenty of natural light.

Lily and Austin found their bedrooms, each with a full bed, made with matching pale blue bedclothes and dark wood frames. Both rooms were practically identical in both size and style. The master bedroom was different, larger with a queen bed, nicer furniture, still dark wood, but with a dresser and mirror, moderate closet and walk in bathroom with a soaking tub and walk-in shower.

The hall bathroom, which the kids would share, was much smaller, with only a tub/shower combination, a toilet, a small cabinet with a single sink, and a mirror mounted above it. Everything in every part of the house was very clean and recently updated. They walked out the back door of the living room onto another screened porch and saw two chairs along the screen, facing each other over a large cloth checkerboard and giant checkers. There was also a porch swing at that end. The other end hosted a four-person, covered hot tub.

They laughed and pointed out things they noticed as they looked around, before walking out the screen door down the path to the dock and boathouse. Inside the boathouse was a ski boat, already in the water and moored to the dock, and two kayaks, one red and one yellow, and paddles hanging on the opposite wall.

Glen and Karen looked at it and were excited for all the opportunities that awaited them on their family vacation.

Austin and Lily were both excited, but for a different reason. They were both thinking about opportunities that awaited them when they were alone: the living room, the master bedroom, the hot tub, the boathouse, the boat, the porch swing. . . They each imagined the two of them engaged in romantic/sexual activities all around the property, and yes, elsewhere. Lily gave Austin a wink, and he winked back, letting her know he was thinking the same thing.

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Their week together was fun and light. Austin and Lily had little opportunity to play, but they were patient; they knew it would come soon enough. That first night they snuck a brief make out session on the porch swing while they talked and their parents paddled around the cove in the kayaks.

Of course they both lay in bed, a little frustrated, as they heard their parents at it again.

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"The kids will hear," Karen protested through giggles as Glen nibbled at her neck.

"Let 'em."

"No, Glen."

"First night in the cottage. . . New place. . . horny husband. . . You don't want to take advantage of this?" His hand moved down over her naked pussy and scratched at her hair. She sighed at his touch. "I thought so," he muttered.

"You know I can't say no to you. But we have to be quiet," she laughed as he touched her.

"You're the one that has a problem being quiet," he whispered. "Here," he said, putting the panties she had been wearing, under her nose. She inhaled and closed her eyes. "This will help." She looked into his eyes as she opened her mouth so he could stuff the wet, dirty panties into her mouth. "There. That's better."

"Mmm," she mumbled through the satin.

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