Mike's Family - Pandora's Box Ch. 02

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Mike and Danielle stood in the driveway, having watched their mother and sister drive off for their week-long trip.

Suddenly, Mike realized he had completely forgotten about Dany's birthday.

Turning toward his sister, he surprised her with a crushing hug.

"Happy birthday, sunshine! What's it like to be an adult now!?"

Sunshine was Mike's nickname for his little sister since around the time their father passed away seven years before. He told Danielle she was his sunshine because as sad as he had been at the time, she could always brighten him up -- not to mention it fit with her radiant personality and platinum blonde hair.

"Well, It's been almost one whole day, and sitting at the airport for your birthday is not quite how I planned my eighteenth birthday to go." Dany pouted dramatically.

"That does suck..."

"So," She said, lighting up, "Does this mean we're definitely throwing a party?"

"As I said, I'm going to consider it. Since I was an idiot and completely forgot about you -- we're definitely doing something big -- I'm going to make it up to you!"

"I'm glad you can admit these things," Dany said with a sincere expression, putting her hand on

Mike's shoulder, "You're finally making progress."

Mike laughed. "Shut up!" he said, smiling.

Danielle and Mike went back inside the house.

For the next week, it would be just them at the house alone. Their Mother rarely left after their father passed away. The situation left her quite wealthy, but that only contributed to her shut-in tendencies. Other than visiting Erica in Europe a few times, she had been on no trips those past seven years. Their mother's therapist had pushed for her to get out more, which is partly why she had scheduled to be gone for three weeks straight -- a one-week trip with each of her children.

Mike was not looking forward to his planned trip with his mother. He would visit some in-state colleges with his mother after she returned from her trip with Erica. Normally, he would have been excited to be moving out and having more of the college experience than the remote online classes he'd been taking. But now that he and his big sister Erica had become lovers moving away seemed like the farthest thing from his mind. Additionally, where Erica would decide to live was still up in the air.

The next two weeks without Erica were going to be hard since he had fallen in love with her and missed her dearly. They had spent every waking minute with each other over the past week, and Mike felt like he was in withdrawal.

They sat down in the living room to make plans.

Dany said, "What's wrong, Mike?"

Trying to put on a good face, he said, "Ohh, nothing...."

"I know you...you're sad -- something is definitely bothering you."

While Erica was highly intelligent and book-smart, Dany was astute at reading people and understanding social situations. Mike was never able to hide his feelings from her, and she always seemed a step ahead in that department, even helping him understand his own psyche.

Even though Dany played it off like she wasn't overly intelligent -- which worked well with her easy-going and fun-loving personality -- Mike knew better. Knowing he couldn't fool Dany and that she'd pry until he gave in, he decided to tell her most of the truth.

"I'm just having some feelings about a recent relationship I got in."

"Oh? I haven't seen you with any girls for a while. Is she 'the one'?"

Dany had a smart-ass smirk on her face -- she could press Mike's buttons when she wanted to.

"Are you implying that the girls I've brought over are not long-term material?"

"What? I would never imply such a thing!" Dany appeared affronted; her cute face contorted into mock surprise.

He knew she wasn't wrong. For a while there, all he did was bring girls home, many from the gym, all of a similar type. He liked athletic girls with sexy bodies. He couldn't help it. He was the top trainer at a large gym, and some very fit girls came on to him. So yeah, Dany wasn't wrong in her judgment.

But what he had with Erica was different. She was at least as sexy as any of those girls and far more alluring than them on multiple levels, and he had a special connection with her -- something he had never experienced before. As crazy as it was, he was in love with her, and the only thing keeping her from being 'the one' was their bizarre circumstance -- that they were siblings.

Looking at Danielle, he realized that his two sisters were an interesting contrast. Erica was tall and slender, whereas Dany was shorter and more muscular. Like him, both his sisters were quite athletic, Erica with her swimming and Dany with her dance and cheerleading. Although he didn't make it a practice to look at his little sister's body, it was obvious that she had a larger butt and breasts than Erica.

Dany didn't appear to like attention from boys and tended to wear baggy clothes. She was an enigma that way. Even though the boys she came in contact with fawned over her, she never seemed to have a boyfriend.

While Erica's tight body was accentuated by her beautiful, angular face, brown eyes, and supple lips, Danielle had a more youthful heart-shaped face that could easily be described as cute and/or pretty. She had bright blue eyes, big full lips, and a disarmingly gorgeous smile. Her long blonde hair was naturally platinum, and her expressions nearly always sparkled with humor and mirth.

Everyone loved Dany as she was outgoing and could be the life of the party. Dany's greatest assets, as far as Mike was concerned, were her bubbly personality, sweet disposition, keen insights, and, most importantly, her warmth.

Mike relied on her for emotional support, as she was always there for him when he was down. In many ways, Dany was a paradox. She looked two years younger than she actually was, but she seemed vastly older on a social, emotional, and psychological level.

Dany interrupted Mike, saying, "You seem deep in thought over there...are you going to mope around, or are you going to do something to forget about this girl?"

"Like what?"

"Like throwing a little party with your favorite sister!" Dany's eyes were big like saucers as she tried and succeeded in manipulating him.

"I'm not sure how I'll be able to do that...," he said with an innocently ignorant look, "...since Erica is away with Mom all week!?"

"Cute," Dany said, suddenly disinterested, looking at her flashy nails.

"I'm just messing -- You know you're my favorite!"

Looking up, an indifferent expression on her face, she couldn't quite stop her signature smile from creeping onto the edges of her lips.

"So, does that mean we're having a party?" Her face brimmed with expectation.

"Ohhhh...you're never going to stop until I give in, are you."

"Nope."

Mike sighed. "Ok, we're going to do the party, but you are going to follow my rules to the letter -- got it?"

No sooner had he gotten his words out before Dany was upon him, giving a huge hug.

"Thanks, Mike, you're the best!"

Mike and Danielle were closer than most siblings, and a lot of that had to do with their father's passing. Dany knew it was hard for Mike to process their father's death. Not only did they confide in each other and share their intimate feelings, but she had often snuggled up in bed with him at night to keep him company during his darkest hours.

Over time, it had become normal for them to snuggle together innocently, and they did so periodically until they reached their early teens, when it seemed awkward to continue doing so.

Mike missed the comfort of feeling Dany next to him, but she was always close by with her affection and hugs.

"So, what kind of party are you thinking," he asked, sitting back down in one of the sofas that adorned their large living room.

"Isn't it obvious?"

"What!?"

"Why a pool party, silly!"

"You want to have a pool party? I don't think you've been in that pool for years."

"That's true...swimming is Erica's thing, but with all the upgrades Mom did to the backyard, I think it's the nicest place in the house...except Mom never lets me have parties. Besides, you're not the only one working out these days...and if you get to look hot showing off at the pool, then so do I!"

Mike wasn't sure what Dany meant by showing off, as he assumed she didn't like showing her body since she always had it covered up.

"Dany, I am not showing off...I just need to work out to keep up with my fitness, and it's easier to use the equipment in the backyard than going to the gym sometimes."

"Are you being defensive?" Dany was grinning.

"No...I...," he said, as he hesitated, suddenly reconsidering, "I guess I was. I thought you were saying I'm some self-centered pretty boy that has to show off."

"Well, you are a pretty boy for sure, but I know you aren't really like that...I'm sorry...I was just giving you a hard time." Dany looked contrite.

Mike couldn't help but respond to Dany's infectious smile. "You know how to push my buttons."

"I didn't know you cared so much about what I thought!?" Dany smiled mischievously.

Rolling his eyes, Mike said, "Oh, Dany...what are we going to do with you."

"Love me and worship me?"

"Ok -- I gotta get going..."

"Hey! You didn't say whether I could have alcohol at the pool party...If you do, you'll be the best big brother in the world!" Her big eyes were large as she gave him one of her cutest looks.

Mike exhaled loudly. "Ok, fine. But if anyone is out of line or for any reason I don't like it, I'm going to throw everyone out. Sound good?"

"Yes! Thank you, thank you, thank you!" Dany hugged him tightly and with excitement.

"Ok -- geez." Mike pretended to be affronted, but his big smile said otherwise.

* * * * * * * The Party

Dany was able to arrange everything with one day's notice. It made sense to target the next day as it was Saturday, and it wasn't like it was that hard to convince underage high school kids to go to a pool party with booze.

Even though they were relatively close in age, Mike and Danielle moved in different circles. Part of that came because Mike graduated from high school three years prior, just before his eighteenth birthday. Although Danielle had just celebrated her eighteenth birthday, she was just about to start her senior year in high school. So, even though their age gap spanned just under three years, and they attended the same school system, they had never been in high school together.

As the kids rolled in, Mike did his best to get out of the way. This was Dany's party, and they were treating it as her birthday party since she hadn't had any real celebration yet.

Mike mainly stood by the bar, making sure the music played and no kids went too crazy with the drinks. He needed to ensure nothing went wrong as he was still weeks away from his twenty-first birthday and unable to legally drink himself. His goal was to mostly look cool and intimidating in case Dany needed him to step up with any of the rowdier guys at the party.

Both of those goals were doable. Most of Dany's friends had crushes on him, which only made the high school guys jealous of the attention they showered him with, but he did feel cool.

The intimidation factor was accomplished because he was larger and more muscular than most men and even more so in comparison to the high school kids that showed up.

Sitting back, leaning against the bar, Mike continued to do his best to remain chill and watch over the high school kids as they frolicked and hung out. Their backyard was a massive enclosed space, but it was packed. Dany had definitely gotten the word out.

Mike was still curious about what Dany had meant about 'showing off' at the pool party. She was not one to wear flashy or revealing clothes, something he attributed to his mother's overbearing nature.

Their Mother was always on top of Dany, making sure she was dressed appropriately ever since Dany had gotten into trouble at school for what she wore as an early teen.

He knew his little sister must have a nice body. He tried not to look at her, and she almost always wore clothes that covered herself up, but she was a cheerleader, and though he didn't ever see her perform, he did see her in that outfit as she left or came home. Her naturally busty cleavage fit well with the cheerleader look, along with her athletic legs and pretty face. The skirt covered her butt for the most part, but she clearly had an admirably big one, not that he was trying to look.

When Dany walked out into the pool wearing a white bikini, he was not prepared for what he saw.

He tried not to gawk as she walked towards him, but it was hard.

Her sizable boobs were on display, her cleavage alluring and sexy. Her abs were chiseled, along with her toned and muscular legs. She turned to talk to her friend just before she got to him, and then he saw her ass. It was absolutely stunning. Not only was it big and well-proportioned, but it defied gravity and had a tone and muscularity that was beyond sexy.

Mike was not prepared for all that, and he could tell none of the guys from her school were prepared either. Everyone was pretending not to look at her -- but they clearly were. There were a lot of pretty girls in swimsuits to look at, but Dany was the most stunning of them all.

Putting on his sunglasses, Mike decided to try to play it cool. He didn't need to be caught scoping out his sister or any of the cute high school girls hanging out at the pool, for that matter. Besides, he really wanted to move past his philandering ways, which had always been satisfying at the moment but left him longing for something more.

His experience with Erica had proved to him that a deeper relationship and connection were possible and so much more fulfilling. He knew now that he had only been fucking those girls at the gym. He had never made love until his relationship with Erica blossomed the previous week. He wished she could be there with him, but for now, he'd have to settle for the occasional text message since she was so busy with interviewing and catching up with his mom.

Lost in thought, he didn't hear Danielle come up to him from behind.

"What are you doing sitting all alone at the bar?"

He turned to look. "Just making sure all this booze doesn't go missing."

Dany sat on the stool next to him, still in her white bikini. Mike turned to face her, trying only to only look at her face.

"You're doing a good job," she said, pointing at the myriad empty glasses in front of him, "I'm guessing your plan is to drink it all, so there's nothing to take!?"

Her shit-eating grin made Mike laugh.

"You know me well," he said as he took another sip.

"Buy a girl a drink?"

"Sure, what do you want?" he said, getting up and walking around the bar and back into the bartending area where he had been most of the day.

"How about...a Margherita?"

"Coming up," he said, making the drink like a pro. "You know Erica drinks the shit out of these!?"

"That's right; you probably got to know her over the last week. The last time I saw her, I was twelve. What's she like?"

"She was...unexpected. Super smart like you remember, but she changed a lot since she lived with us."

"Yeah, I only saw her for a few minutes in the driveway -- she was so beautiful! I bet she's going to marry that guy she's been with all these years."

"I wouldn't count on it."

"What makes you so sure?"

"I just got the feeling...from talking to her, is all."

Three attractive girls appeared at the bar next to Danielle and said, "Hi, Dany! Your party is awesome!"

"Thanks!"

Turning to Mike, Dany said, "These are some of my friends from school, Jenny, Trisha, and Simone."

"Hi, Ladies!"

The cute blonde said, "Hi Mike! Can we have some of those hard seltzers?"

"Sure," he said, reaching into one of the fridges and grabbing them.

As he handed the cans to the girls, he couldn't help but notice Dany's luscious boobs that hung tantalizingly in front of her. They exposed ample amounts of cleavage, and her perfect, lightly tanned skin looked soft and inviting.

He had to snap out of it and quickly recovered, handing the girls the drinks.

"Thanks, Mike," the attractive blonde said, taking the cans, "My name's Jennifer, by the way."

"Oh, Hi, Jennifer. Nice to meet you."

She smiled endearingly at him, and as she turned to walk away, he checked out her nice ass, barely covered by her swimsuit.

"Uh, You could be a little less obvious," Dany said.

"What do you mean?"

"I saw you checking out my friend's ass."

He turned back to his sister and rested his arms on the bar top.

"Am I that obvious?"

"Yes," she said, giggling.

Having finished making Dany's drink, he handed her the Margarita.

She sipped it. "So, is she your type? You know she has a crush on you, right?"

"Maybe...and yes, I can tell she likes me," he said as though he were insulted.

"So you like the blondes, huh? Good choice." She smirked at him.

"Well, none of them hold a candle to you, birthday girl!" Mike smiled and held out his glass.

She clinked it, "Thanks, Mike," she said, standing up, "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to get back to my adoring public."

She turned, and as she walked away, Mike couldn't look away as he gaped, glued to his little sister's butt as it swayed enticingly away.

* * * * * * * Truth or Dare

After everyone said their goodbyes and left, Dany stood near the kitchen with her hand on her hip. She had put shorts and a T-shirt over her bikini. Mike was glad because he had struggled not to ogle her most of the day while he hung out at the pool.

She said, "I'm not tired. Why'd we have to send everyone home so early?"

"I'm sorry -- I'm not even twenty-one yet, and I just don't want any liability for Mom for underage drinking if people get too wasted. At least it went well...nobody got hurt, and you had a ton of people show up -- and they had a good time!"

"I suppose...thank you for doing this with me...it means a lot."

"You're welcome."

"Can we do one more thing before we call it a night?"

"Depends what it is?"

"First, you have to have a drink with me."

"Sure...one more won't hurt."

"Then, we have to play..." -- Her eyes went big as she gesticulated -- "Truth or dare!"

"I don't know..."

"Oh, Come on!"

"Ok...fine. But then I'm going to bed. Some of us have to work in the morning."

"Deal."

They sat down, Mike on one of the sofas and Dany on the couch, facing each other.

Mike said, "So, how do you want to do this?"

"You go first...Truth...or Dare?"

"Truth"

"What did you think of how I looked today in my swimsuit?" Her face was blank as she stared expectantly.

"Do you really want me to answer that?"

"Yes!"

"I don't remember looking at you..."

"Oh, no, you don't! I saw you looking. Tell the truth! They don't call this game 'avoid or dare.'"

"Fine... you looked...nice."

"Just nice? I've worked out for a long time, and that's all I get?"

"Dany...I'm your brother, so I don't exactly want to blurt certain things out."

"Like what?"

"Like...that you're...I don't know how else to say this...that you're hot." He looked away as he said it.

Her eyes lit up. "You think so!?"

"Umm, yeah...duh. Do you not realize? It's all those guys you had over could talk about."

"Well, I just don't know how I measure up to your standards. I mean, I'm not like one of your gym girls."

"I don't think you'd have any problems measuring up." He meant it too -- Dany had really blossomed, and his experience that day seeing her at the pool was eye-opening.

Dany gave a bright smile in return for his compliment.

"Ok, your turn...truth or dare?" He said.

"Dare!"

He had to think of something that she could do, but that wouldn't be mailing it in. He went for one of the first things that popped into his head -- something that he was curious about.