Life with Cousin Eileen
My cousin Eileen and I are the same age. Our moms are sisters and I guess they
had some kind of bet going on about getting pregnant. Eileen and I were born
two weeks apart.
Because of the screwed up calendar year our local school district used, Eileen
and I got held back a year when we were enrolled in kindergarten. That meant
that now we were of legal age and could vote while we were both still seniors
in high school. And that in and of itself had advantages, but that’s another story
best told at a later time.
It was right after Christmas that my mom dropped the bomb shell on me. Dad had
been assigned to a high paying position in Indonesia and we were all going with
him.
'No way,' I protested. 'I’m in my last year of high school and you want to drag
me off to some third world country? No way!”
'Frankie, be reasonable. What are we supposed to do? Dad has to take this job
or he’ll lose all his seniority.' She ran her hand through my hair, but I
pulled away from her. I wasn’t going to make this easy on anybody.
After the holidays I went back to school. I couldn’t concentrate on anything
other than how terrible life was about to become. When I bumped into cousin
Eileen I told her what was happening.
“No shit! Are you kidding me? Indonesia? That is totally bullshit, man.'
I shrugged. 'Yeah, I know. It’s a done deal though.'
Eileen gave me a quick grin. 'Hey, on the bright side I hear hookers are
plentiful and cheap over there!' She flashed a smile and punched my arm softly.
'Keep your chin up Cuz. Ya never know how things are gonna turn out.'
Sometime during the next few days there was a family meeting that I wasn’t
invited to. When I saw Eileen in school the meeting she was smiling.
'Hey Dude. Did you get the news?'
I turned toward her. 'What news?'
She laughed out loud. Why, you’re moving in with me man!'
I shook my head. 'What?'
'I said, you’re moving in with me and my folks. Our moms got together and
worked it all out. You’re going to live at our house until we go off to college
in the Fall. Isn’t that bitchin?'
I was totally dumb-struck. Isn’t life just grand?
A month later my mom and dad were gone, our home was leased out and I moved
into the basement/rec room at Eileen’s house.
I was busy putting my clothes in the closet and dresser drawers when Eileen
walked in.
I hadn’t mentioned this before, but Eileen is a knockout. She’s around 5’8' and
maybe 125 pounds. Her hair is short, sort of like a boys cut, but not that
short. She’s got long legs, the kind that go straight up to her ass, which I
might mention is round and firm. And her tits, oh-my-God. They are perfect.
Thirty-sixes if an inch. Just looking at her usually gave me a boner. Damn, I
so would like to fuck her.
'So Frankie, you getting settled in okay?'
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