Incest Justin Thyme by Callicious

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Dad arrived at the Winters' house at about the same time we did, so he waited for Michael an me to get out of the limo before we walked to the door. "Shall we see what your mother and sister have spent my money on together? By the way, I really appreciate you taking your sister to Prom along with Stephanie. That isn't normal for a guy your age."

Of course I couldn't really tell him how badly I wanted to take her, so I played it off by saying, "It isn't normal to be a twin, either. I guess that makes us closer than most. I think she's special, and she doesn't look badly on my arm either."

Dad nodded. "Well, I'm appreciative anyway. I just don't understand the guys in your generation. I would have thought all the guys would have been falling all over themselves to ask her out."

"She intimidates them." Dad looked at me incredulously, and I just nodded. He shook his head in disbelief.

"We really have emasculated this generation!" Dad took one look at Michael before exploding, "Good Lord! What happened to you?"

Michael gave him a wry smile. "I had a little accident this morning and broke my nose. I'll be all right."

Dad shook his head. "You look great other than that, but you don't look like you have any business going to this tonight."

He just shrugged. "It's not an option. I have to be there," and he headed for the door, obviously wanting to forestall any further conversation.

We opened the door to find the girls actually ready on time. Rosemary was wearing a gorgeous green dress, the same color as the peignoir she surprised me with some time ago. Her hair was piled on top of her head with little ringlets strategically placed here and there. Please don't ask me to describe it! I'm a guy for Pete's sake! The skirt of her dress was puffy and came to just above the knee, but the thing that caught my eye and stopped my breath was her plunging neckline! Actually, it wasn't all that revealing, with only a narrow vee that ran down from her collarbone to nearly her navel. Obviously she wasn't wearing a bra, and I couldn't see what was holding the two sides over her breasts.

When I thought I could catch my breath again Stephanie stepped out from behind her. I had seen a splash of yellow, but when she stepped out my eyes bugged! She was wearing an off the shoulder, strapless yellow (I learned later it was called Saffron) dress that started at the tops of her boobs, but cut down and away to just above her waist in the back, leaving her with a lot of skin without tan lines showing. I learned later also that her top was held in place with what they call boning, which in the old days would have been made of whalebone, hence the name. At the waist the dress flared out into a wide hooped skirt covered by some sort of gauzy fabric.