I had thought about it long and hard before I picked up the phone and called my cousin Nick back. If you recall, he had spoke to Marcy while I was out, about me being in his upcoming wedding. That would entail Marcy and I taking a trip out to Danville, Pennsylvania for a long weekend. That was not a real big deal as it was easy enough for me to get the time off from work. That was really the least of my worries.
In the back of my mind I really did want to see my relatives again. I had not seen any of my mother's side of the family since I was a kid. I had to admit, I was curious, at least to some extent. It was just the reservations I had about my whole living situation. I mean, here I was, living with my step-sister as a couple. I really did not want that to come out. How would it look, after all these years, if I tell my relatives 'Yeah, I've come a long way. I'm living with my step-sister. And yes, the sex is great.' No, that would never work. Not for me at least.
I had a long talk with Marcy. It was absolutely imperative we got our stories straight before I would even consider this trip. It was either go there as my step-sister and myself, and have to act like we were family or pretend that we were just another couple, like we do to the rest of the world. To Marcy it was a no-brainer. We would pretend we were just another couple. That way if we were to be caught being intimate, it would really be no big deal. She was not the type who could actually go a few days without showing some public display of affection towards me. Not that I would really let that happen. This did seem like the obvious choice, though. Besides, nobody on my mothers side of the family even knew I had a step-sister. It seemed to the both of us to be the ideal answer.
I called up my cousin Nick on the phone. After a bit of small talk about old times and 'How you doing?' sort of stuff, I told him I would be going to his wedding and I would be bringing a guest. I told him it was a girl I was living with. He seemed positively elated I could attend. I was curious, but did not quite share his level of enthusiasm. Nonetheless, it was set. Marcy and I would be leaving in a couple of weeks.
"Did he tell you that you have a sister you never met?" Marcy asked after I got off the phone.
"Yeah, I heard." I answered somewhat unenthusiastically.
"Aren't you at least a bit excited about that?" Marcy asked as she stepped forward and put her arms around me.
"I guess." I answered.
"Oh come on." She started, "I think it will be great for you. I think it will be great for you to see your family again."
I reluctantly agreed.
In the back of my mind I really did want to see my family and meet my sister. After all, they were family even if it had been years since I had seen any of them. It was just my concern about my living situation coming out that bothered me. Here I was living with a girl who had a penchant for wild sex with other woman. A girl who thought nothing of picking up another girl in a bar and inviting her back to our place for a threesome. She just happened to be my step-sister. I guess the reality was that I didn't want anything to possibly jeopardize our living situation. After all, the sex really was really great.
When the time came for us to start our trip, Marcy and I loaded the car and set off for Danville. It was a nice, clear Thursday night. We would arrive in Pennsylvania in a couple of hours and stay until Sunday afternoon. The plan was, we would spend tonight by ourselves, then Friday we would meet the family at my cousin Nick's house. Friday night would be a rehearsal dinner, as Nick put it, followed by the actual wedding rehearsal. Saturday afternoon would be the wedding and reception.
Our trip was for the most part fairly uneventful, except for the time Marcy decided to give me head while we were driving along Route 80, which almost caused me to rear end a pick-up truck. Oh, and her apparent penchant for lifting her shirt and showing truck drivers her breasts. Yes, my step-sister was a wild woman. Other than those things, the trip was uneventful.
We arrived at the Red Roof Inn in Danville and checked in at the desk. After getting the card key we wheeled our bags to our room and made our way inside. The room looked very appealing with a large king-sized bed and soft comforter. I brought the bags in as Marcy headed for the bathroom.
"While you're freshening up, I'll call my cousin Nick and let him know we're here." I said fairly loudly.
"Ask him if there is a good club in town. I feel like going dancing tonight." Marcy answered.
"Oh jeez, don't you ever think about anything else?" I retorted.
"I think about you." Marcy responded sweetly.
Marcy came out of the bathroom as I went over to the phone. During a relatively brief conversation with my cousin, he told me about a club down the road that was popular called Menage. Somehow it seemed like an appropriate name.
In the meantime, Marcy had stripped out of her T-shirt and tight jeans and was standing there naked except for a black thong. While I was still on the phone with my cousin, she came up and put her arms around me and ground her womanhood against my leg. The skimpy thong did little to conceal her neatly trimmed, blond bush as she pressed it against me. My body responded in a way that formed an almost immediate tent in my pants which Marcy began to stroke through the fabric. The next thing I knew, she had my zipper open and I could hear distinct suckling sounds overtaking the sound of my cousin giving me directions to the club on the phone. I reached down with my free hand and ran my fingers through her long blond locks. As I was about to shoot my load into my step-sister's mouth I pressed her head into my crotch. At this point I could barely stand.
"So you think you understand how to get to the club, Brian?" My cousin asked over the phone.
"Ohhh, yeah."
"What?" He inquired.
"Ah, yes...I think I know how to get there." I affirmed. Suddenly I was feeling much more relaxed and able to talk. At this point Marcy was looking up and laughing.
"I guess we'll see you tomorrow afternoon. Enjoy your evening you too." Nick added, "Looking forward to meeting Marcy. She sounds like a nice girl."
"Ah, yeah Nick. We'll be there. Call you just before we leave." I added.
We said our goodbyes and I hung up the phone. Marcy seemed to be so amused.
"You know, you are really going to get me in trouble one of these days. I'm not sure how yet, but I know it will happen." I said in a mock condescending tone.
"Who me?" She added with a giggle.
"Yeah, you." I said as I grabbed her and gave her a big hug. Her bare nipples pressed into my chest.
Marcy soon proceeded to get dressed and ready for the club. She decided on a very short black skirt and white blouse, which barely concealed the black lace bra she somehow chose to wear underneath. She put on a bit of makeup which seemed to only bring out her big blue eyes. The only jewelry she had on was a pearl necklace which matched the fake pearls that adorned the tops of her black strap heels. She had her hair tied back, which somehow in my mind gave her a look which resembled a cross between a librarian and a street-walker. I didn't dare tell her that, but in reality she probably would have considered it a compliment. All I knew for sure was that she looked damn hot. A couple of dabs of perfume and she was ready to go. In more ways than one.
In the meantime, I had changed into a pair of dress slacks and a dress shirt. In a short while, we headed out the door and into the car. We stopped for a bite to eat at a local diner on the way. It was obvious all eyes were on Marcy as we sat in our booth eating dinner. Yes, my step-sister looked that hot.
After dinner we took our time and had dessert and coffee. It was still relatively early by club standards anyway, so we took our time. I was rather enjoying the looks the other guys around us were giving Marcy, and a couple of guys even gave me a nod of approval. I'd be lying if I didn't say it felt real good.
We got to the club and parked the car. We made our way to the door and passed the bouncers. It was early enough that we didn't have to pay a cover fee.
Once inside we made our way to the bar and I immediately took a seat while Marcy remained standing, her eyes obviously scanning the room. The music was pulsing with dance music and you could feel the vibrations in everything from the floor to the bar. Still, you could talk over it which was a big plus.
"What can I get you?" The bartender came over and inquired.
"A margarita, frozen with salt." Marcy responded.
"I'll take a Guinness, on tap if you got it." I said.
"Sorry, no Guinness." The bartender replied.
"Hmmm...How about a Black Label and water on the rocks." I said.
"Sure thing. One margarita and one Black Label and water coming up."
The bartender walked away to get our drinks. Marcy turned to me and spoke.
"Scotch, eh? That's a switch for you."
"Yeah, I drink scotch sometimes. Just as well tonight. I could use something strong." I said.
The bartender soon brought us our drinks. As I paid the tab, Marcy picked up her glass and stuck her tongue along the line of salt on the edge of the glass in a very seductive way. I could almost imagine that glass getting harder. She gave me a big, sly grin as she spoke.
"Oh, we're going to have fun tonight." She said as she gave me a big, salty kiss on the lips.
She then proceeded to turn around and press her butt into my crotch doing sort of a mock-lap dance. I could feel myself responding to the stimulus. Damn.
"Oh, that feels good." I sighed.
"Come on, let's dance." Marcy said.
"No, you go out there if you want. I just want to sit here and drink right now." I responded.
"Party pooper." Marcy said.
Marcy took another sip of her margarita and then headed out onto the dance floor. In a few minutes I could see her talking to some hot looking blonde haired girl in a black sequined dress. Soon the two of them were dancing together, rather hotly I might add. It was a rather erotic display, and did nothing to reduce the bulge in my trousers I've had since Marcy's grinding into my lap.
I continued to watch as the two girls put on a show on the dance floor. It was really quite impressive and it did not go unnoticed by the other club patrons. I sat there sipping my scotch enjoying the show. After a couple of numbers, Marcy gave the other girl a kiss and returned to the bar. I was about finished with my drink.
"That was quite a show you put on, girl." I stated quite truthfully.
"I'm glad you liked it." Marcy said with a smile. As she spoke she leaned over and gave me a kiss. I could see visible sweat on her neck on down to her cleavage. Again, it did nothing to relieve the bulge in my pants.
"I could probably get her to come back to the room with us." Marcy said as she leaned over and giggled.
"Now, now...be good. I'm trying to stay out of trouble this trip." I replied.
"Oh come on now. You know you'd like that."
I had to agree she had a point, though I had my reservations.
We soon both finished our drinks and I ordered another round. As I sat there with my scotch in hand, something suddenly caught my eye. It did not go unnoticed.
"So, what are you staring at?" Marcy casually inquired.
"Oh nothing."
Marcy didn't believe me for a second. I guess she knew me too well. She turned in the direction I was staring.
"Oh, that girl in the red dress?" She asked.
"What girl in the red dress?" I responded, obviously playing dumb, "Oh, you mean the hot looking brunette with the hot red mini-dress? Didn't even notice."
"Yeah right, Brian." Marcy wasn't fooled for a second.
I sat there finishing my drink and just taking in this new sight that had entered the room. To say this girl was hot looking was a massive understatement. This girl was fire hot. I could feel the heat from across the room.
Marcy and I continued to sip our drinks for some time. We were both observing this new addition to the room, perhaps both thinking a variation of the same thought.
"I think I'll go over and introduce myself." Marcy said confidently.
"Looks like she has a boyfriend." I added.
"Since when has that stopped me?" She replied.
She had a point. Not much ever stopped Marcy, especially when she wanted someone. Man or woman.
Marcy headed over to where the ultra-hot looking brunette was standing with her boyfriend. She said something to the girl and soon the two of them were out on the dance floor.
