Jamie Carson almost missed the turnoff. The drive was hidden from the main road by the growth of trees and brush. He turned down the narrow, grass-covered lane and after several hundred yards, he came to an opening and saw the cottage. Set far back from the road and tucked into a bend of the nearby river, the place was both rustic and private. Surrounded by local conservation land, there wasn't another neighbor for at least another mile.
The setting quickly reminded Jamie why he used to love to visit. But it had been years since he had last set foot in his sister's summer cabin. A new job had taken him out of state. Throw in a rocky marriage that finally fell apart and it all added up to one long absence. So, when his older sister called and asked if he would like to spend the weekend and help her get the place into shape, he jumped at the chance.
Lauren had gone through a lot as well. Married for years to Ron, she lost him to cancer a while back and had stopped visiting the camp. Now, the place was overgrown and needed a thorough cleaning. Jamie saw the visit as a good chance to reconnect and help his sister. A little physical exercise wouldn't hurt either. He had been packing on some pounds and could use an excuse to get back into shape.
"Hey Jamie," yelled Lauren. His sister ambled out of the cabin. In her early fifties, she had brown hair pulled back into a ponytail and was wearing a short sleeve shirt she had knotted above her waist, exposing a bit of flesh. She bounded over and gave Jamie a hug. Lauren was buxom, with plenty of cleavage showing from the shirt that was unbuttoned at the top. She was also fit for someone her age and able to wear tight cutoff shorts that accentuated her rear end and long legs.
Lauren ran her hand over Jamie's slightly bulging stomach. "Looking svelte," she teased.
"You looking not half bad either," he replied. Jamie meant it.
After some small talk about the drive, Lauren suggested he change into some work clothes. There was a lot to do. Jamie jumped to work, helping to clear overgrown weeds and grass, cutting back the bushes, and hauling the dead branches that lay in the field by the cottage to where they could be cut. It was a hot day and backbreaking work. After several hours, Lauren emerged from the cabin, covered in dust and looking tired and sweaty.
"Ready to take a break and cool off? I'm heading down to the river to take a swim and wash all this dirt off. Want to join me?"
"Shoot, I forgot my bathing suit."
"No matter. Come as you are. Ron and I used to swim 'au natural' all the time."
Lauren handed her brother a cold beer and grabbed a couple of towels. The river was down a sloping meadow from the cabin. There was a little wooden dock that jutted out into the slow-moving water. Jamie cracked open the beer and drained half of it on the first gulp. He watched his sister walk slowly towards the dock, where she casually stripped and walked into the water. Jamie felt a little ashamed as his heartbeat picked up at the sight of his older sister's naked body. Her back was to him and he admired her pale skin, hourglass-shaped body, and lovely soft rear end.
Lauren slipped beneath the water and let her head emerge. She let out a sigh of relief as the water cooled her off. Jamie quickly stripped and dove into the water. The rush of coolness was soothing for his aching muscles. They stayed in the water like this, talking about the pleasures of backwood cabin life with water to swim in.
Lauren stood up and walked over to the dock to grab a bar of soap. Jamie's eyes followed her. He watched the water glisten on her breasts, which were still full with pink nipples, though beginning to sag a bit. Her tummy bulged slightly, but nothing like his. He noticed her pubic hair was a soft color, perhaps a graying had begun. Watching her wash herself stirred him. He tried to stay under the water, but Lauren now sat on the edge of the dock, letting the sun dry her body. She offered Jamie the soap. He knew he would have to stand up.
"Mmmm. Somebody having naughty thoughts?" Lauren smiled as Jamie rose from the stream, exposing his semi-erect penis.
"It's been a long time since I've seen a naked woman, he said, trying to sound jokey, but blushing badly.
"Well, I'll take that as a compliment! So, it's been a while for you..."
"Yeah...Connie and I broke up in the spring, but we hadn't been doing anything in the bedroom for months before that…" Jamie's voice trailed off.
"It's been several years for me," Lauren replied. "Ron wasn't able to have sex for a good year before he died. Since he died, there's been no activity in the romance department."
Jamie slipped back down into the water. The discussion had stirred thoughts and his penis grew more erect.
"No need to be bashful. Remember, I used to see you running around the house naked when you were a kid," joked Lauren. "But I have to say, you've grown quite a lot since then!"
Jamie remained in the water, trying to cool off in more ways than one. But his eyes remained on his sister as she stood up on the dock and squeezed the water out of her hair. She appeared relaxed, and yet there was a hint of brazenness in how she stood fully exposed on the dock, directly facing him, making no effort to cover herself as she and Jamie continued talking. Finally, she put her clothes back on and said she would head to the cabin and make some dinner. Jamie came out of the water, and as he did, his sister turned, looked at him, and smiled.
Dinner was relaxed and chatty. Jamie grilled some shish-kebob, Lauren served up a nice salad and together they drank a bottle of wine. Both siblings said they were tired and by 9:00, they drifted off to their bedrooms.
It was a warm, moonlit night. Jamie, despite his physical exhaustion, struggled to get to sleep. It was a little stuffy in the room, so he lay on top of the sheets. He thought he heard a noise and wondered if there was an animal in the cabin, but realized it must be his sister, still up. Finally, he had just started to drift off, when his door opened quietly. Lauren slipped in and sat at the edge of his bed before she spoke.