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Every character in this story who participates in sexual activities is 18 years or older. A special thanks to my wife who inspired this story when she recently confided in me how she secretly felt about her older brother who has been deceased for more than a decade. He was a proud Marine who died in his late forties.

This story centers around a plan to make Beth's ex-boyfriend jealous after she learns he has been cheating on her with other coeds. Beth asked her big brother to pretend to be an old friend from back home and take her to the college homecoming dance. It was meant to make her boyfriend jealous but backfires when hidden desires bubble forth and brother and sister become eager lovers.

It was a cold winter morning in January when the State Trooper knocked on Sam Benson's door; shaking him out of a deep slumber. It was 3:05 A.M. New Year's Day and a light dusting of snow covered the streets. Sam barely heard the words of the State Trooper as he explained how the life of his only daughter and son-in-law ended on an icy highway early on the first day of the new year. They were on their way home from a company-sponsored New Year's party. The Trooper informed Sam that his two small grandchildren had been picked up from the sitter and were in protective custody. Since Sam and his wife, Vera were the only living relatives, the Trooper left Sam with a paper explaining the steps necessary to take charge of the children.

Two days later, when the children went to live with their grandparents, Logan was nine, almost ten, and Beth was five. The children knew their grandparents but had not been around them enough to feel comfortable. Once the children were informed of their parents' death, young Beth clung to her big brother and refused to be separated even for a short time. Logan was equally protective of his little sister. It took almost six months for them to sleep in separate bedrooms. Even then during a loud thunderstorm Beth would rush to her brother's room and snuggle in his protective arms. After about a year she finally adjusted and began to prefer the privacy of her own room.

When Beth entered the first grade, it was difficult for her to be separated from Logan for most of the day. However, young Logan understood his sister's fears and made it a point to visit her throughout the day when his class schedule permitted. Even though Beth was four years younger than Logan, he tried to include her in everything he did; even if it meant letting her tag along with him when he socialized with friends. Somewhere along the way, Beth began to see Logan as her strong masculine figure. He became her father figure. Her Dad was becoming only a fading memory, and Logan was filling that role. By the time Logan graduated from High school, Beth had developed friendships with other boys and girls which helped fill the empty gap that was created when Logan went off to college.

Logan tried to ease her separation anxiety by frequently calling or writing letters. He always made it a point to send her a birthday card and a present when he couldn't make it home for the celebration. He never missed being there for her during the holidays. Logan tried to e-mail or speak directly with her each day he was away. When Logan graduated college, he accepted a commission as a Second Lt. with the U.S. Marine Corps. To her dismay, during his time at boot camp, their contact was limited to weekend phone calls. The Boot Camp separation was followed with three months at Officer's Candidate School. That was rough on Beth but not nearly as rough as it was when Logan was deployed to Afghanistan for a year. His missions and locations were classified. They went without any contact for weeks and sometimes months. It was a hard time indeed for both of them. Beth learned to manage it but looked forward to their next reunion.

When Logan finished his tour of duty, he returned stateside and was stationed in Southern California at Camp Pendleton, just north of San Diego. Beth was starting her sophomore year at Old Dominion University in Norfolk, Virginia, and they had been unable to see each other before he reported for duty at Camp Pendleton. They were now separated by the full width of the U.S. Continent, and Logan promised to visit her at the first opportunity. Beth missed her big brother but was beginning to adjust to life without him. Logan tried to transfer to the Naval Base at Norfolk, but the Marine Corps had other plans for him. He was promoted to Captain and put in command of a company of Marines. He could hear her pain each time they spoke on the phone and would assure her he could hop a military transport if she ever really needed him. He promised to be there within a few hours if she ever summoned him.

When a photo of Beth in her Old Dominion cheerleader outfit arrived in the mail, Logan didn't recognize her at first. She was taller, slimmer and more filled out than he last remembered. Her long blond hair was down to her shoulders, and her sparkling blue eyes pierced his very soul. She had grown into a beautiful young ataşehir escort woman, and he felt uneasy about the way he viewed her now. He felt guilty when his cock became hard while viewing that photo. He kept reciting to himself, *quot;I am an officer and a gentleman. I am an officer and a gentleman.*quot; The erection finally went away after some time. He could never envision himself violating her sexually because he had a moral obligation to remain her protector and had every intention of living up to that obligation.

Beth dated Jeff Henderson most of her freshman year at college. Jeff was the handsome star quarterback at Old Dominion and coeds were always hitting on him. Beth was proud to call him her boyfriend and often fantasized about becoming Mrs. Henderson. That's why it broke her heart to find that Jeff had a fleeting eye and flirted with most women. He even had sex with a few women behind Beth's back. When she found out about those other women, the humiliation caused her to break up with him. It was just weeks before the big annual homecoming celebration was to take place. Beth is a cheerleader, and it would be embarrassing for her not to have a date for homecoming. She decided not to attend the dance and fell into a deep depression.

Beth's roommate, Susy Jordan tried to convince her she had an obligation to attend the homecoming dance because of her cheerleader status. Everyone expected her to be there with a date. Beth and Susy shared a lovely two-bedroom apartment just off campus. Susy suggested Beth find another date and flaunt him around Jeff. The new boyfriend had to be someone spectacular. Someone Jeff would be extremely envious of and jealous to the point of he would be pleading for her to forgive him. Susy reminded Beth that she is a gorgeous young woman that anyone would be proud to be seen with.

Beth didn't think it would be possible to find someone at that late date until a bizarre idea popped into her head. Beth had been adopted by her grandparents to qualify under their health insurance and had taken their last name, Benson. Logan had kept his father's last name, Miller, because he had received ample coverage through high school and college because he played football. Since they both had different last names, no one would ever know they were brother and sister. Beth's plan required her big brother, Logan to travel to Virginia and pretend to be an ex-boyfriend from back home during the Homecoming festivities. For that plan to work Beth couldn't tell anyone Logan was her brother; not even her roommate, Susy could know he and Beth were related. Beth locked herself in the bathroom and called Logan.

Logan answered the call on the fourth ring. It took him a few minutes to wake up and collect his thoughts.

*quot;Good morning, Baby Sister. What's so important that you have to call so early in the morning,*quot; Logan asked. Logan had always called her Baby Sister. It was a term of endearment.

*quot;Oh, I'm so sorry, Logan. I forgot about the time difference between the East Coast and the West Coast. Would you like for me to call you back later?*quot;

*quot;No...No, I can tell by your voice it is something significant. What is it I can do for my favorite Baby Sister?*quot;

*quot;I'm your only Baby Sister, silly.*quot; She laughed.

*quot;I know, but you are still my favorite person in the whole wide world. What can I do for you on this early autumn morn?*quot;

*quot;Oh...Logan, I feel so terrible waking you for this.*quot; She whimpered.

*quot;Don't worry about it, Sis. What do you need?*quot; He was wide awake now, and she could detect it in his voice.

*quot;This is going to sound ridiculous, I know, but I need a date for the big homecoming dance next weekend.*quot;

*quot;And this concerns me how?*quot; He asked.

*quot;I want you to be my date for the homecoming dance.*quot; She cheerfully announced.

*quot;Wouldn't you feel awkward having your big brother take you to a college dance? You're not a little girl anymore.*quot;

*quot;No one would know we are related because we have different last names.*quot; She countered.

Logan thought for a minute and then said, *quot;You are a beautiful young woman, Beth. Aren't their plenty of guys at your school who would die for the chance to take you to the dance?*quot;

*quot;You don't WANT to take me?*quot; Logan could hear the anguish in her voice.

*quot;No...No, Sis. I would be honored to take you to the dance. I just thought....*quot;

Beth cut him off in mid-sentence. *quot;Oh...good, Logan. I knew I could count on my Big Brother.*quot; The cheer was back in her voice. *quot;You need to be here next Friday afternoon at the latest. The dance is immediately after the big homecoming football game. I can pick you up at the airport that afternoon, and you can sleep on the couch at my apartment and......*quot;

Logan broke into her diatribe and said, *quot;Wait a minute, Beth. Slow down and take a deep breath and let me get a word in edge-wise. First of all, I can't just rush off without permission from my Commanding Officer. I'm in the military and I have to get permission from my Commanding Officer kadıköy escort bayan to leave the base, but I don't think that will be a problem since I have 30 days leave coming to me. I can probably hop a military transport and be there in a matter of hours.

*quot;Oh...goody! Where can I pick you up?*quot;

*quot;I'll have to text you the details. If I can get on a military transport next Friday, you can pick me up at Chambers Field on the Norfolk Naval Base. If I have to take a commercial flight, I will fly into Norfolk International Airport.

*quot;Just let me know, Big Brother, and I will meet your flight. I love you so much and can't wait to see you.*quot;

She was off the phone before he had a chance to change his mind. Beth wasted no time in getting the word out that an old boyfriend from back home was coming to the University to be her date for the Homecoming dance. Beth hinted that there had always been a love connection between her and this old boyfriend. She wanted Jeff to be concerned he had lost her for good. There was more truth to that story than Beth really wanted to admit. She had always had a secret fantasy about making love to her big brother. She had always been really careful not to let anyone know.

When the flight touched down at Norfolk International, Beth was among the crowd to greet the arriving passengers. She thought her heart would explode when she saw Logan disembark the plane in his Marine Dress Blues. The sight of him took her breathe away. The butterflies in her stomach threatened to make her woozy. She felt he was the most handsome man in the entire terminal. She knew he was her brother, but her body didn't seem to note the difference and caused her panties to become moist. When Logan picked her up in his arms and twirled around in a circle, she almost passed out. Logan had an unusual reaction also. He had to put her down quickly before she and everyone else in the terminal noticed the beginning of an erection. It didn't help matters that he could see her nipples poking through her sweater.

*quot;Sis, this is the first time I have seen you in well over a year. I think the last time I saw you in person was at my college graduation. Damn...that was almost two years ago.*quot;

*quot;I know,*quot; she sighed. *quot;You had to go to that stupid boot camp and then OCS. They shipped you to Afghanistan before we ever had a chance to get back together again. It is so good to hold you again. I worried about you the whole time you were overseas. I prayed every night that God would bring you home safely. And when you did finally get home, the stupid military stationed on the other side of the damn country. And...I...*quot;

Beth became aware she was nervously babbling when Logan put two fingers to her lips and shushed her. They embraced for another few minutes before heading toward baggage claim to get Logan's duffle bag.

*quot;We can drop your bag at my apartment, and you can change for the dance while we are there,*quot; Beth offered.

*quot;I need to check in at the Naval Base first, or the Shore Patrol will be hunting me down. I don't think it will take long to process my paperwork. However, it will speed things up if you can take my bag to your apartment, and I can meet up with you just before the dance.*quot;

*quot;Does that mean you won't be through at the base in time to attend the football game?*quot;

*quot;Probably not, but I promise to be there for the dance.*quot;

*quot;Don't you want to change into a suit and tie before the dance?*quot;

*quot;You said you wanted a date that would grab everyone's attention. What's more eye-catching than a dashing young Marine Captain in his Dress Blues.?*quot;

*quot;You're right!*quot; She agreed. *quot;That should make Jeff Henderson eat his heart out.*quot;

*quot;Exactly!*quot; Logan laughed.

*quot;The dance is in the Great Hall on campus,*quot; she explained. *quot;Everyone plans to meet at the Cherry Blossom Lounge across from campus. Please be there no later than ten o'clock. I want to show you off before we go to the dance.*quot;

*quot;I promise not to be late,*quot; Logan said. Then tossed his duffle bag in the trunk of Beth's car. He gave her a quick peck on the cheek and then caught a cab to the naval base.

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Beth nervously tapped on the hardwood surfaces of the patio bar, her fingernails drummed against the polished finish as she glanced at her watch. She kept an eye on Susy and Jeff who were seated nearby. Shifting from one foot to the other she sipped her wine while realizing she hated waiting for anyone; especially her big brother. Where is he? She wondered, glancing at her watch again as she anguished over what was keeping her brother. Logan had promised to meet her at 10 o'clock. It was now five minutes until ten. Beth's plan was time sensitive and wouldn't be as effective if Logan arrived after Jeff and Susy left for the dance. Beth's roommate, Susy had managed to be Jeff's date for the dance and promised Beth she would keep him close by so he could witness everything going on between Beth and her mystery date.

I wonder what's keeping him, Beth pondered, her escort maltepe hand smoothing down the skirt of her formal gown as a warm southern breeze whistled around the open-air bar causing the other patrons to scramble and grab their napkins to cover their drinks. Why can't he be on time? Marines are noted for their timely arrivals, she mused. Her hand held her skirt in place as the persistent breeze tried to push it up her thighs, exposing her lacy black panties to everyone in the bar.

*quot;Beth!*quot; A voice called out, causing her to look up, a smile crossed her face as she saw her handsome big brother wave to her, and move tenaciously across the crowded patio bar towards her.

*quot;See I told you I would be on time,*quot; He smiled. *quot;You look great in that gown, Baby Sister!*quot; He assured her as she stood on tip-toes to embrace him tightly as she whispered in his ear.

*quot;Logan, please don't call me Baby Sister. This won't work if everyone knows you are my Brother.*quot;

*quot;Sorry! My bad,*quot; her brother grinned. *quot;But you do look stunning in that gown.*quot;

Thanks,*quot; Beth smiled, obviously pleased by her brother's compliment. She'd never admitted it to anyone, but she'd always had a bit of a crush on Logan, and had fantasized about her older brother in ways that still brought a shameful blush to her cheeks. *quot;You look good too,*quot; she assured him, trying not to think about how good he really looks to her at that moment.

*quot;So, do you have your dancing shoes on?*quot; She asked Logan as she led him to a nearby table. The patio was littered with heavy wrought iron tables with glass tops. The tables had to be heavy to keep the wind from tossing them about.

*quot;Absolutely!*quot; He answered. *quot;I plan to dazzle everyone as I move around the dance floor with my Cinderella tonight.*quot;

The waiter suddenly appeared at their table, politely waiting for their drink order. Beth was surprised when her brother ordered a beer, thinking he would have chosen a more sophisticated cocktail, but found herself following suit and ordered another glass of wine. They were soon chatting away, talking about anything and everything as they sipped their beverages, and caught up on each other's life. They quickly finished the first round, and a second round appeared on the table almost before either one of them had realized their glasses were empty. The liquor eased their inhibitions, and both were feeling things inside they tried to deny. Beth slyly checked to make sure Jeff was still in the bar witnessing her interactions with the handsome Marine.

As Beth sipped at her third glass of wine, she found herself studying her brother, seeing him more as a man, a relatively attractive man who just so happened to be related to her. Her dialogue became friendlier, flirtier as she sipped at her wine. Finishing her third glass, she was feeling a slight buzz and began to ask herself why she had never acted on her fantasies, her desires for her big brother? Was it what she really wanted or was it the alcohol driving her incestuous thoughts at the moment? She was tempted to make an enticing move just to see how he would react?

Logan noticed the change in his little sister, seeing how the wine was affecting her, how she was looking at him, and it brought a tingling to his balls. He'd always known that Beth admired him, but now it was beginning to appear more than just admiration. Her smile seemed to project sexual overtones he'd never imagined before. Logan felt sure that his little sister would never admit her desires to want him sexually, but the alcohol seemed to have lowered her inhibitions. Logan was sure it's his imagination, but was tempted to make a move on her and see where it led.

Suddenly he was gripped with doubt. What if it is his own desires to have Beth, but not hers to want him like that? He worried about what would happen if he initiated the first move only to have her rebuff him. He didn't want to risk destroying their relationship. However, all the signs were there inviting him to act. He had dated enough women to recognize a lustful intent in their actions. The way she looked at him. The way she casually touched him. It all pointed toward her wanting him as much as he wanted her. His cock started to swell again, and he began reciting over and over to himself, *quot;I am an officer and a gentleman. I am an officer and a gentleman.*quot; Thank goodness the erection went away before she became aware.

There was another sudden gust of strong wind, an unpredictable warm breeze, that was the facilitator he needed. The warm autumn wind was suddenly whipping up again, catching the hem of Beth's formal gown and causing it to billow up. The persistent breeze pushed it up above her sexy hips, exposing her legs and just a hint of her black lace panties. Logan turned his head, shielding his eyes with his hand from the wind and discovered that he could peer down through the glass table top at one of the most alluring sights he'd ever seen. He found himself glued to that sight. His eyes were running up his sister's exposed legs, tracing over the lacy edge of her black panties. Those panties looked nice against her smooth cream-colored thighs. Her panties looked very sexy and expensive, he found himself wondering if she wore them just for him. He licked his lips instinctively as he ogled his sister's unique treasures.