Jake and Lauren's Secret

Note: This was the first story that I ever wrote and posted here. As such, it was filled with a fair number of errors. I'm sure that there are still some. Anyway, I went through this and cleaned up a few things. Everyone in the story is an adult and everything is fictional.

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"Well Jake, take care of your sister. We'll see how this night shift goes. You're a big help, kid," Jake's father told him.

He worked in a sheet rock plant, trying to provide for his two children. His wife and mother to his kids was long gone, taken in a traffic accident. His daughter, Lauren, was also in the crash. She survived but was left crippled without the use of her legs. She wasn't completely paralyzed, but could do little but wiggle her toes. There was hope for some time that she may be able to walk again, but those hopes dwindled over the years. The hospital bills and therapy bills were enormous and a tremendous burden on his small family. The single father recently was able to transfer to the night shift for a slight bump in pay and more hours.

"We'll be all right Dad," Jake said as he handed his father a small, brown paper sack containing his lunch. His father patted him on the shoulder and left. Jake looked around for his sister and found her in her room reading. It was a thick Stephen King novel that she must gone through fifteen times.

"Haven't you already read that one?" he asked.

Lauren looked up at him over the top of her glasses. She was pretty, he supposed. Not Kate Upton pretty or Jessica Alba pretty, but pretty nonetheless. She had brown eyes and brown hair that was straight as straight can be. A little ragged around the edges, she was probably overdue for a trip to the hairdresser.

"Why are you looking at me like that? And yeah, I need some new material. This one is good though," she answered.

Jake blinked his eyes rapidly, realizing that he was sizing up his sister in ways that probably weren't proper. It had been getting harder not to now that she was getting older and well on her way to becoming a grown woman.

"I was just thinking that you could use a hair cut," he said.

"I could use a trim," Lauren said, grabbing and examining a handful of her hair.

"I have a couple of lawns to mow tomorrow, but I could take you afterward, if you want. We could stop by the library, too."

Jake was able to supply himself with some much needed spending money by mowing a handful of lawns during the summer. It wasn't a whole lot, but enough to keep his old S-10 on the road and once in a while have a good time with his buddies. Both he and his sister were heading toward their last year of high school, so there was really no time to get a real job for him yet.

"Yeah, Dad was going to take me last week, but I guess he forgot. He's been working an awful lot. I didn't want to ask him again."

"I think he's worried about us. There's no college money on top of all the other stuff. I hope he doesn't burn himself out, all he does is work," Jake said.

He sometimes wondered what life would have been like if his mother hadn't died and his sister was able to walk. Would there be vacations, and something other than second hand clothes? He tried to put it out of his mind for the time being.

The two spent the next few hours of the evening saying relatively little to each other. They made dinner and set aside a dish for their father when he got home. Jake washed the dishes while Lauren sat at the kitchen table and read her novel. When Jake finished up, they decided to call it a night. They both went off to their rooms to get ready for bed.

Jake lay in his boxers on his bed, watching TV. He kept the volume low so that he wouldn't disturb his sister; the walls were thin. She didn't have a TV in her room, usually preferring to read. She rarely, if ever came into his room, so Jake was surprised when there was a light knocking on his door.

"Jake, are you still awake?" he heard Lauren ask.

"Yeah, you can come in," he answered.

She opened the door and wheeled herself in. She was wearing only an oversized t-shirt and underwear. She hardly ever exposed her legs, even to her brother. She thought of them as skinny and unsightly, not something that she really wanted to show off. She had a pillow in her lap.

"I couldn't sleep, and was wondering if I could watch TV with you."

It was an unexpected request, but it didn't bother Jake at all. His bed was just a single, but Lauren was a skinny little thing, and it wasn't as though he was all that big himself.

"Sure," he said, sliding over. Lauren rolled over and lifted herself out of her chair and onto the bed easily; she had had years of practice at such things. She settled in and lay her head back on her pillow.

"What are you watching?" she asked.

"Just some porno," Jake replied, with a straight face.

"What?" Lauren asked, sitting up.

"Relax, I'm kidding. It's just the Discovery Channel," he laughed. His sister laughed too, and slapped him lightly on the chest. She let her hand linger there for a moment, and they both just smiled at each other for a while.

"Here," he said, pressing the remote into her hand. "You can watch whatever you want. I was about to go to sleep, anyways."

"Do you want me to go?"

"No."

Lauren flipped through the channels, eventually settling on some sappy movie that neither one of them paid much attention to. She squirmed around in the bed a bit, trying to stretch out her legs the best that she could.

"Are you OK?" Jake asked her, propping his head up on one elbow.

"My legs are just a little cranky tonight, I was just trying to stretch a little."

"Do you want me to help you do some of your exercises? To make you more comfortable?" he asked. She normally would do them by herself.

"If you want."

Jake rose up and with some directions from Lauren helped her stretch. He sat beside her with one of her legs on his shoulder and rubbed her calf muscles. He tried to keep his eyes off of her panties, but couldn't help but look. The were thin and white, he could make out a small, dark triangle of pubic hair. She had him move her leg in an exaggerated stepping motion, sort of like she was pedaling a bicycle.

Lauren found herself very much liking what Jake was doing. Besides the relief of getting the tension out of her legs, having Jake's hands on her felt wonderful. The only other person to touch her like that was the ancient old bag of a therapist that worked with her twice a month. She could feel her arousal building, and knew that her brother couldn't take his eyes off her crotch. She should have felt some sort of revulsion, but she just didn't. Jake finished with one leg and began on the other.

"Is this OK?" he asked, as his hands worked their way half way between her knee and her hip.

"You're very gentle, Jake. You can go a little lower," Lauren replied. Jake swallowed hard to prevent himself from drooling. He moved down a little lower to where the back of his right hand was only about and inch from her vagina.

"Like this?"

"Yes." He stayed in the area for as long as he could stand it. He let go and moved back to his side of the bed. He wadded up his blanket, threw it over his lap and legs as he laid back down.

"Do you feel better?" he asked. She laid her head on his chest and put a hand on his belly.

"That felt really good. Thank you. I can't see the TV, could you move your blanket?" Lauren asked. She had a pretty good idea as to why the blanket was there, but she was already feeling frisky.

"Uh, I don't want to." Now Jake was beginning to become very nervous. Checking his sister out every once in a while was one thing, but lying in bed with her like this was something different.

"Don't be embarrassed," she whispered.

"You won't be grossed out or laugh at me or anything?" he asked.

"You just saw an awful lot of me and I'm one of the grossest things in the world."

"You're not gross, you're really pretty. You're why I...," he hesitated, "got this," Jake responded. He pulled the blanket off him, revealing the tent that his erection was making in his boxers. "It's just kind of weird, you know? I'm sorry."

"Do you want me to go?" she asked for the second time that night.

"No."

Eventually the two fell asleep. Lauren with her heart fluttering and Jake with an erection that was turning almost painful. Jake just happened to wake up as the sun was rising. He looked at the clock. His father would be home soon. He, for obvious reasons, did not want his father to find his sister sleeping in his bed. It was just strange. He carried her from his bed to hers without her waking up. He wheeled her chair over to her room, threw a pair of pants on, and was able to start a pot of coffee all before his father walked through the door. Phew.

*****

Jake spoke with his father only briefly that morning. The man was exhausted from working all night for the first time, it would take him a while to get used to it. He ate, then went right to bed. Jake made himself a little breakfast, and got ready to go do his mowing. He still had a little bit of time before he wanted to start, people didn't like it when there was a lawn mower screaming outside of their window at the crack of dawn. He sipped on his coffee and decided to leave a note for Lauren.

He couldn't help but think about the night before. She was pretty bold, where she had him touch her. Not to mention that she had fallen asleep staring at his cock bulging inside his boxers. She must be lonely, and curious. A lot like him, really. Jake daydreamed for a bit about how his sister had felt the night before. A little bit lower and...he snapped out of it before he ended up back in his bedroom masturbating.

Instead, he wrote the short note to Lauren. All it consisted of was letting her know what time he thought that he would be back home, in case she still wanted to get her hair cut and go to the library. He carried it in to her room and set it on her wheelchair.

She was still in basically the same position that she was in when he had carried her in earlier. Her back was to him, she was laying on her side. The way that her night shirt was gave him a great view of her ass. It was something that he didn't get to look at very often since she was always in her chair. He had to look. It was a cute little thing. Turned out Jake had to make that trip to his bedroom anyway.

*****

Jake got back home shortly before noon, which was about when he thought he would be done. Lauren was sitting in the living room, reading.

"Hi," she greeted.

"Hi. Dad still sleeping?" he asked.

"Yeah, you still wanna take me?"

"Just give me a minute to get the sweat and slime off me." He took a quick shower and they were soon on the road.

Jake got Lauren unloaded and walked with her into the hair studio. They accepted walk-ins and there was a short wait before Lauren was up. It wasn't long before an attractive blond woman wearing too much makeup and earrings large enough for small children to perform gymnastics on came over and collected Lauren. She lead her over to the far side of the place to get started while Jake waited patiently.

"Is that your boyfriend?" asked the stylist when they were far enough away from Jake so that he couldn't hear them.

"Well, kind of," Lauren giggled.

"Kind of huh? Let me put it this way. I think we're going to need to get you taken care of pretty quick or one of these women are going to kidnap him."

Jake was definitely out of his element in the hair salon, so he was quite relieved when Lauren was finished. He paid and helped her out of the place and into his truck. He threw her wheelchair in the back, strapped it down, and they set off to the library.

"You didn't have to pay for it, Jake. I had enough," Lauren said.

"That's OK, I got paid today. Besides, it was worth it, you look beautiful," he said. Lauren didn't quite blush, but she did appreciate the compliment.

"The woman that cut my hair said that she had to hurry before one of the women there kidnapped you. Apparently, she thought that you were quite the hunk," Lauren said. She left out the boyfriend part.

"Heh, it's a good thing that you got done when you did, then. I could have ended up being chained to the wall in some crazy lady's bedroom. Second thought..."

"Oh stop it," she said, smiling.

Their stop at the library was much quicker. Lauren knew her way around the place pretty well, and it didn't take her long to pick out an armful of books which Jake dutifully carried for her. He decided not to check anything out, unwilling to expand his mind through the use of the public library.

By the time that the two arrived back home, it was early afternoon and their father was awake to greet them.

"Where have you two been?" he asked.

They filled their dad in on what they were up to. He felt bad and apologized once he realized that he had forgotten that he promised to take Lauren earlier. He offered to pay for the haircut, but Jake insisted that he had it covered. They decided to move their dinner time up so that they could all eat together before their father had to leave for work. Not long after dinner, Jake decided to lay on the couch and watch TV, where he promptly fell asleep.

*****

When he next opened his eyes, Jake saw that many hours had passed. It was almost eleven o'clock. Lauren was there reading, as usual.

"I can't believe that I slept so long," he said.

"You must have gotten up pretty early. You were gone by the time I woke up. Thank you for putting me in my bed. You didn't even wake me up," Lauren responded. Up until then, neither of them had mentioned anything about the night before.

"I just wanted to make sure that you were back in your room before Dad got home."

"Yeah. That could have been weird. Thanks for helping me stretch. I mean, I can do most of it myself, but it just felt good when you did it. And letting me stay with you last night. I was worried that maybe you'd think I was a pervert or something and not want to talk to me today," she said, hanging her head.

"I liked it. You kept asking me if I wanted you to go and I said 'no'," Jake said. "I would do it again," he added almost silently.

"What?" Lauren asked, still not looking up.

"I'd do it again, but I mean, only if you want me to."

"Do you want to?"

"I want to."

"I'm going to go get ready for bed. If you want to help me stretch, meet me in my room in about ten minutes. And wear what you did last night, OK? Just so we can be comfortable," Lauren suggested.

Jake went to his room and stripped down to his boxers as per his sister's suggestion. He wasn't sure exactly what was going to happen, but he was excited. He knew that what they were about to do wasn't something that they could tell anyone about, something that most people would consider to be depraved to some degree. Still, they hadn't actually touched each other inappropriately or anything. Lauren needed to do her exercises. It just so happened that he would be helping her in his underwear, something that his sister evidently wanted him to do.

Lauren went to her room, and had many of the same thoughts that Jake was having as she changed. Instead of one of her huge night shirts, she chose a skimpy tank top. Other than that, just plain cotton panties. Until the previous night, she had no idea how strong the feelings of lust and love could be. Lauren just couldn't see how making each other feel good could possibly be bad. She climbed onto her bed and waited.

Even though it just about killed him, Jake waited the entire ten minutes before he knocked on the door of his sister's room.

"Come in," she called. Jake entered to see his sister patting a spot beside her on the bed. He lay down beside her, his erection already apparent. His eyes explored her body, especially taking in her breasts. They were easily a B cup, and in Lauren's tight tank top they looked positively delicious. It was amazing to think that he had never taken much notice of them before. He turned on his side so that he could face her when he spoke.

"I think that we should probably keep this our secret," he said.

"Yeah. I see that you're, uh, hard already," she said.

"I've been thinking about you, and now that I see you, I just can't help it. Do you want me to start?" he asked. Lauren nodded affirmative. Jake let go of her hand and began working on his sisters legs like he did the day before.

"I've been thinking about you, too, Jake. How you feel. How you look. How you treat me. And when we're doing this, I'm just burning up," her voice low and seductive.

Jake was feeling emboldened by the words. He brushed his finger tips across the gusset of Lauren's panties.

"Down here?" he asked.

"Yes," she whispered.

"Let me see." Jake hooked a finger into the waistband on each side of his sister's panties and holding his breath.

"OK" Lauren consented, biting down on her lower lip. Jake pulled them off over her legs and threw them to the floor. Her small mound was slick and a bit shiny in the light of the bedroom. There was a tightly trimmed triangle of dark pubic hair above it. Jake could do nothing but stare for a few moments. It was the first time he had seen a naked pussy in real life. Lauren pulled her tank top off so that now she was totally naked.

"You're so damn beautiful, Lauren," Jake managed to say. He switched from working on one leg to the other, his eyes rarely moving from his sister's exposed sex.

Lauren reached down with her right hand and began to rub the full length of her slit. She started off slowly with long delicate strokes, changing to small swirls near the top to stimulate her clitoris. Soon she was moving much faster and alternating between rubbing herself and thrusting her middle and ring fingers inside.

"Oh...mmmm," she hummed.

"Keep going, make yourself feel good," Jake whispered. He still had her left leg on her shoulder and had a wonderful view of the whole scene. He could hardly wait to rip off his shorts and relieve himself, but didn't want to move and break Lauren's rhythm. He was able to reach down and brush the hair from Lauren's cheek. Her eyes were closed in concentration and the look of ecstasy across the rest of her face was one that he would not soon forget.

After brushing her hair back, Jake ran his fingers down the side of her neck and onto her chest. With just his index finger he traced the circumference of the aureola of her left breast and gently tweaked her stiffened nipple. Lauren said nothing, but reached up with her free hand and mashed Jake's against her breast, squeezing hard. She left her hand on top of his, guiding his movements.

Soon, Lauren's masturbation became more frantic. Her upper body began to rock up and down off of the bed slightly. Jake could see a small, but noticeable drip of her juices being absorbed into her sheets. With an extremely loud exhale, most of her movements ceased. A few more short strokes of her hand and she was done. She released Jake's hand and opened her eyes.

"I came, Jake," she said, stating the obvious. Jake put her leg down and slid over beside her, kissing her lightly on the neck. He spoke into her ear.

"That was the most fantastic, sexy thing that I have ever seen. I need to do it, OK?" he asked.

"I want you to. I want to see what you do."

She pushed herself backwards and up so the she was sitting against her headboard. Jake pulled his boxers down and kicked them onto the floor. His penis was a purplish-red color and snapped flat against his belly as soon as he removed his shorts. It wasn't huge by any stretch of the imagination, slightly above average at best. Pre-cum was oozing from its head. His testicles were drawn up tight against his body, aching for release. Much like Jake, Lauren had never seen a member of the opposite sex up close and naked.