1. It's All Up in the Air Ch. 01


    Date: 8/17/2022, Categories: Mature / Older Author: byStellaDuBois, Source: Literotica

    This is a love story between an older man and a younger woman. There's sex. And it's good. But it doesn't take over the story. It's a romance, so enjoy the ride! Email and comments welcome and * love * at the end is always wonderful! ~SD~
    
    "Don't be ridiculous, sis, you're going to stay here and that's final. I'm only fifty miles from Orlando here at the house and I have an apartment in the city. Your choice. And we haven't seen each other in what.... five years?"
    
    "Okay okay, Steve, you win. My interview is in the middle of the week so maybe I can enjoy some beach time at your house and stay in the city for my interview."
    
    "Yes Leslie, definitely, it's about an hour here to Orlando. Okay. It's a plan. Bring some nice clothes, I might take you out on the town. And if you get the job you'll be house hunting, and-"
    
    "Alright alright," I said, cutting him off. My brother Steve always was an intense guy. "I'll see you in a couple of days. I can't wait to catch up."
    
    I planned my job interview in the middle of my time in Florida. Braving the hoards of sticky mouse-eared kids hopped up on sugar, I flew into MCO instead of Melbourne. Had to rent my usual Mustang convertible and I was off down the highway. It took me a while to find Steve's house since it was out of Cocoa Beach a bit and hidden in dunes. It was also much more than I ever thought Steve would live in.
    
    I was stunned at how grown-up my brother looked. He ran down the steps when I pulled into the driveway. White shorts and a coral sports shirt set off his dark Florida tan. He picked me up and twirled me around.
    
    I hugged him tightly. "You nut!" I hung on to him and my eyes wanted to start leaking. "Missed you, bro." He gave me a tighter hug before holding me at arm's length. My sunglasses hid my melancholy.
    
    "You're looking pretty damn good too sis. I can't believe some guy hasn't put a ring on your finger." He said, shaking his head.
    
    "I'm too picky. You know that." I looked past his house and said, "Oceanfront on South Atlantic boulevard. You hit the big time, boy." He shrugged. "You worked hard for it. You were always driven. I, on the other hand, was the lazy one," I said laughing.
    
    "Don't talk like that or I'll have to beat the crap out of you like I did when we were kids."
    
    "WHAT? I was the one that whipped your ass as I recall."
    
    "C'mon in and I'll refresh your memory later," he said, laughing. He grabbed my suitcase and I had my carry-on.
    
    "Whoa."
    
    "Ocean view accommodations, only the best for my sister."
    
    The glass wall offered an unobstructed view of the ocean. The various height dunes that surrounded the house offered privacy from the beach, which looked like an easy walk on the weathered boardwalk over the sand hills.
    
    "Dresser and closets are empty, use what you need."
    
    I looked at the warm wood furniture that has been whitewashed to weathered looking. Various shades of ocean blue covered the bed, walls, and upholstered furniture.
    
    "Thanks, ...
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