August
The Old Grange
stands to the north of Pepperstock Green and had survived from the 17th century
and it was the home of William and Mary Farnham.
The next generation of the family lived in Abbottsford but the Farnham and the Laslett families, holidayed every
summer at the Grange as well as all the significant holidays during the year.
Bernie and
Pamela Farnham and their sons Stuart and Cary, Pamela’s sister Cora Laslett and
husband Alfie and their daughters Katrina and Elise, all stayed with William
and Mary, and the house was perfectly placed for access into the Pepperstock
Hills National Park.
It was on one such family summer holiday, one
particularly significant year when it first happened.
Cary Farnham was a few weeks short of his nineteenth birthday and his cousin
Katrina was just sixteen.
Katrina had followed him around with puppy dog eyes for as long as he could
remember but he always gave her the brush off, but since the previous Christmas
he had suddenly become aware of her sexuality when instead of just following
him around Katrina started flirting with him quite expertly and outrageously.
From the moment they arrived at the house she began with the flirting but he wasn't really interested, he already
had a steady girlfriend plus a spare or two in the wings so he tried his best
to ignore her.
But that proved to be easier said than done when she spent most of the day in
tight shorts and skimpy tops and she was extremely fit and she flaunted what
she had very well indeed.
She knew he was weakening, after all he was only eighteen so she took her
chance one hot afternoon.
Both sets of parents, the grandparents and the younger siblings had all gone
off on a trip to Sharpington for the day, so after she heard Cary was staying
behind she made an excuse and stayed at the Grange as well because she had lust
on her mind.
Once the rest of the family were well on their way she walked
into his bedroom wearing only black satin underwear, matching camiknickers and
camisole, which she had borrowed for the occasion from her mum.
He was standing with his back to her toweling his hair dry and wearing
only a towel around his waist, so Katrina walked up behind him and deftly
loosened his towel and before it hit the floor, she wrapped her arms around him
and the moment her hands reached the prize she knew she had her man.
“That was nice” she said after completing the seduction of her cousin,
before rolling off him and laying down beside him with her head on his chest
and Cary made acquiescent noises in response.
After about 10 minutes she gave his chest a kiss and said
“I’m going for a swim; I’ll see you out there”.
“I’m too tired” he replied, “I think I’ll have a sleep”.
“Oh, that’s a shame” Katrina said, “because after a swim I thought we
could go to my room, but if you’re too tired never mind”.
Five minutes later Cary arrived by the pool wearing his speedos,
Katrina liked what she could see because her eyes were drawn to the contents
which was already arousing.
“I like you in those” she said, “but I don’t think you’ll be wearing
them for long”.
Katrina was not wrong about that as they had five minutes in the pool
and then they spent the rest of the afternoon in her room, in her bed.
They almost got caught when the parents returned as they had fallen
asleep in her bed, but they got away with it, just.
Although that day was the first time, they had sex, it was not the last occasion on that holiday that they did it and nor was that holiday the last time that the kissing cousins got sweaty together, in fact over the years they became regular bed buddies.
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