Gamma pt. 21

Jess waited in line at the ticket counter at the airport. The previous evening’s events allowed her little if any sleep. She stepped up when it was her turn and checked in with her bags.

Counter lady: Okay Miss Woods. You’re all checked in. you may have a seat over there until we begin seating. Your other party has not yet arrived.

Jess: Other party?

A pair of massive arms suddenly envelops Jess from out of nowhere. “Hey little, sis!” Brie nearly shouted. The surprise threw Jess off balance. Fortunately for Jess (or more to the point, Brie) Jess suppressed the urge to launch Brie over her shoulder. Brie’s thick arms and voluptuous breasts pressed hard into Jess body, her biceps nearly covering all of Jess’ face.

Jess: Brie?! What the hell are you doing here?

Brie: Well it’s good to see you too.

Jess: no it’s not that. I just really wasn’t expecting you.

Brie: yeah. I figured that. When were you going to let me know you were going to skip work for the weekend to go to the “Miss ‘O’?”

Jess: oh yeah. Sorry. I kind of forgot.

Brie: Lucky for you, your potential business partner e-mailed me yesterday and sent me the ticket information.

Jess: Frank sent that to you? He didn’t mention anything to me about you tagging along.

Brie: well duh genius. I’m a representative of Omni-gym. The actual owners of the logo you’re trying to whore out.

Jess: Please don’t say whore. I like to think of it as bringing our legacy to the masses.

Brie: that’s good. You should definitely use that line of bullshit when you’re talking to the guy.

Jess gave Brie a smirk as Brie checked her own luggage and got her ticket. The girls sat in the waiting area. Brie sat ever so elegantly as her muscular legs were crossed. Brie wore a sundress which was pure white with sunflower designs all over. Her thick calves and thighs draped over one another as her thin waist tapered up into a v-shape. Her bulging arms draped over her lap caressing her knee and pressing her large double D cup breasts together to show an ungodly amount of cleavage, her posture as if literally taken from a photograph from a manual on grace and beauty.

Jess sat next to her in utmost opposition. Her head and neck sunk deep into the seat allowing most of her back to lie on the bottom portion of the seat. Her feet and legs supporting her butt which hung over the side while her arms fell to her belly and just hung there giving off their best slot impersonation.

Brie: what’s up sis? You look a little down.

Jess: it’s nothing really. I’m just tired.

Brie: come on, Jessica. I’m you’re sister. I know we don’t always get along but we love each other.

Jess: I know. It’s just…complicated.

Brie: Try me.

Jess: okay. But you have to promise me you aren’t going to give me any shit

Brie: Jess! Please. You know I would never kick you when you’re down. I wait until you’re healed and then I take little stabs.

Jess: You’re making this so easy.

Brie: it’s what I do.

Jess: Anyway. Dean and I had a huge fight last night.

Brie: so?

Jess: I don’t think she wants to see me anymore.

Brie: so? Good riddance. She was a bad influence on you

Jess: it’s not that simple. I…I have feelings for her.

Brie: I knew it!

Jess: this is the part where you don’t give me any shit.

Brie: yeah right. I’ve been calling that one for years.

Jess: yeah you were right. Yay. Can we move on now?

Brie: I thought she was dating that Jade chick.

Jess: she was. But they broke up too. And then I told her my secret…feelings and she freaked.

Brie: that doesn’t make much sense.

Jess: well realizing sudden truths can be hard.

Brie: I tell you what. You’re a great person. And any girl would be lucky to have you.

Jess: you’re taking this whole ‘me coming out’ thing a little light.

Brie: you’re my little sister. I love you.

Jess: I’m 4 years older than you are. Stop calling me little.

Brie flexed her massive arms. Jess stood and stared as her biceps rose to their full size of 18 inches. “You were saying, Jess?” “Fine” Jess said with a sigh. Before Brie could say anything their flight was called and they were instructed to board the plane.

The five hour flight, with a short lay over in Philadelphia, went by slow but not necessarily boring. The two sisters chatted about how their lives had changed in the last few months, Jess obviously omitting a few chapters. Brie opened up about being the boss now and how it wasn’t really as easy as she had thought it would be. Jess did some opening up of her own about how she wasn’t going to do any college courses this year until she actually figured out a major and go from there. After landing in Las Vegas, the sisters checked into their hotel and began to unpack.

Brie: Whew! Wow it’s great to finally be here!

Jess: It only took a few hours Brie.

Brie: you don’t understand. It’s taken me 7 years to get here. Ever since I first heard about the “Miss O” I have wanted to come here.

Jess: I never really thought about it that way. I mean. I know you work your body and everything…

Brie: Yeah. It’s the competitive streak I have in me. I mean, yeah I build my body up for me. But it’s always good to get a good comparison every now and again.

Jess: Well I’m glad I had a hand in helping you out sis. Listen. We have a few hours before we have to go to that business dinner. I think I’m going to grab a nap.

Brie: Not me. I’m grabbing a shower and heading across the street to the convention center. Catch the last bit of the competition.

Jess: knock yourself out. That’s what I’m doing.

Brie chuckled as she carried a change of clothes into the bathroom. Closing and locking the door, quickly stripping down to her bra and panties. She gave her thick muscular body a look over, tensing and flexing her biceps, triceps, chest and back as she routinely did before taking a shower. Brie turned on the shower water to bring it to an extremely heated temperature before she fully entered. Grabbing her towel and face cloth, Brie took off her bra and panties ever so sexily and continued to admire her well-formed body.

Her hands began to massage her pectorals, moving side to side easily finding her non flexed yet still hard as rock biceps. While caressing her resting guns, she instinctively gave them a flex. Casually walking to the shower, her perfectly formed, apple-shaped ass reflected in the mirror, as she enveloped herself in the steaming hot water. After dousing her hair with water, she applied her shampoo, which quickly lathered while she massaged into her scalp. With each circular motion of her hands, her large breasts swayed back and forth. Rinsing the suds out, she applied her conditioner and let it rest while she applied soap and body wash to her cloth.

Paying particular attention to her nipples, they became immediately erect. Soon, her attention was focused on her washboard abs. each crevice warranted a trip as if Brie were on a road map traveling toward ecstasy. Moving on, Brie found her tree trunk thighs and hips. She began to gyrate as she lowered down to wash up her massive, diamond shaped calves. Her breasts pressing into her thigh sent shivers through her whole body.

As she allowed the water to cascade down her perfect muscular body, washing away the soap and lather, Brie found her clitoris and began massaging it vigorously, unable to withstand it’s temptation any longer. Soft moans escaped her lips as she was careful not to disturb her older sister outside in the hotel room. In only a few minutes, Brie reached climax and her shower ended after rinsing the conditioner from her hair.

Slowly drying off and getting dressed, an aura of steam preceded her as she exited the bathroom wearing a t-shirt with no bra and a pair of khaki shorts. “Well sis. How do I look?”

Jess: Not bad. You’ll be the envy of the street corner

Brie: thanks we’ll meet back her in an hour and a half to set up a game plan for the dinner.

Jess: cool beans.

Brie blew a kiss to her sister and headed out the door to her first ever “Miss O”. Jess still lay on the bed about to wonder how this weekend could get any worse before stopping herself. “Every time I do that, it does. I say just bring it on!” Jess said before resting her head back upon the pillow to rest up for what was sure to be an eventful evening.

2 b continued

Brian