We enjoyed the rest of the movie, and just as it was finishing up, we were told to return to our seats and buckle up for the descent.
“I thought it was a four hour flight?” I said, confused.
“We can fly more directly, flying private, and I think our jet flies a little faster than a commercial one.” Courtney explained.
The descent went smoothly and before I could believe it, we were exiting the jet at a small private airport about forty-five minutes from my parent’s house. Courtney ordered an Uber and thanked Martin and Shawn for the wonderful flight.
“No problem, we’ll fuel up and head back to the hangar. You need a flight back on Sunday, right?” Martin confirmed.
“Yep, that’s right, school starts back up on Monday.” Courtney verified.
“Okay, we’ll be here on Sunday about noon, and ready to take off any time after one.” Martin told her. “Now, go enjoy your thanksgiving.”
Our Uber arrived within a few minutes. We made small talk with the driver as he took us to my parent’s house. I could drive us to Courtney’s Airbnb with my car. I still had a car at home, my parents were maintaining it while I let them use it, since I didn’t need it at college.
We pulled up to my parent’s single story house, thanked the driver and got out with our luggage.
“How many people lived in this house?” Courtney asked, shocked.
“Six of us. My parents, my older siblings, Melody and Joe, then me and my little sister Cindy.” I told her.
“How old is your younger sister?” She asked.
“She turned 18 in October. She graduates from High School in May. I don’t know what she’s up to nowadays. We used to be close, but that hasn’t been a thing since I got to high school. She started getting mad at me for dumb things. Then she got really mad when I started dating Nikki, and when we broke up she took every chance to rub salt in that wound. I mean, she backed off when I went to college, but we aren’t the friends we once were.” I explained. I had sent her a Happy birthday message, but she’d never replied.
“But she loves shopping with her girlfriends so I think organizing a shopping trip for you guys on Black Friday would be easy.” I speculated.
Courtney was sad about the state of my relationship with Cindy but seemed excited about the idea of doing a shopping trip with her.
I walked up to the front door, set down my suitcase and opened the door.
“I’m home! And I brought someone to meet you!” I called.
“Oh, Tom’s here!” My mom called, she walked in from the kitchen wearing an apron. She was undoubtedly preparing for Thanksgiving tomorrow already.
My mother was an attractive woman, though I’d never had any sexual attraction to her. She had C-cup breasts, a nice, round, large ass. She had at one point gained some weight, but when my dad had gotten sober and started taking care of himself, she had lost the weight and had started looking like a model. Her dark brown hair was shoulder blade length, and lustrous.
Cindy came bouncing through the kitchen, “Bro, welcome home! Is this your new chick?” She asked, hugging me.
Cindy was still the tiny little thing she had always been. She was barely bigger than Suki. She had A-cup breasts and her ass was basically nothing. Her waist was tiny, at least, giving her some curves. Her legs were thin and sculpted, revealed by the short shorts she was wearing around the house. Her spaghetti strap top showed that her arms had good definition too. She must have picked up a sporty hobby of some kind.
“Yeah, Squirt, this is Courtney. My girlfriend.” I informed my little sister.
Cindy looked over Cindy and looked between the two of us a couple of times. Then she seemed to decide Courtney was okay. “At least she’s better than that bitch, Nikki, you dated before. Welcome to our humble abode.” Cindy laughed, and gave Courtney a hug.
“Language, young lady.” My mother snapped at her.
Well, I thought, that went better than I expected.
“Courtney was actually hoping to take you shopping for some girl time on Friday. What do ya think, Squirt?”
“Shopping trip, hell yeah!” Cindy celebrated.
Courtney laughed, “It’s a plan. Do you have a car, or should I get us an Uber on friday?”
“I’ll borrow Tom’s car. After all, it’s a shopping trip with his girl!” Cindy laughed, and stuck her tongue out at me.
“Fine, just don’t get in another accident in the mall parking lot.” I told her.
“Victory!” Cindy roared like a viking.
We took my stuff up to my room. It was just how I’d left it, though perhaps a touch dustier. Cindy was pestering Courtney with questions. Courtney didn’t seem to mind answering. There were the basic questions: Where are you from? What do you do for fun? What are you studying? When do you graduate? How long have you two been dating?
Then she threw us for a loop.
“How many times have you guys fucked?” Cindy threw it out just like the other questions.
“Really, Squirt?” I asked.
“Come on, you guys have been dating for like two months. No one waits that long anymore, and Courtney doesn’t seem like a prude. So, how many times have you done the nasty?” She pressed.
“Well, I kinda lost count.” Courtney confessed.
“Courtney, you don’t have to answer questions like that?!” I exclaimed.
Courtney winked at me, so Condy couldn’t see.
“Is the dork any good in bed?” Cindy laughed.
“If he wasn’t, would I have lost count? It would be easy to count on my hands if he wasn’t mind blowing.” Courtney laughed, blushing slightly.
“Oh, the dork has become a stud, eh?” Courtney laughed and slugged my arm.
I recognized that punch.
“Did you start training with Mike?” I asked.
Mike had been my martial arts instructor. He was pretty good with the practical martial arts. Cindy had made a proper fist and used a proper swing, though she hadn’t put her shoulder into it. She used to do this dumb fist with her thumb inside her fist. If she actually punched something like that, she’d hurt her thumb. But now she was punching properly.
“Yeah, I’ve been training with him for almost 2 years now.” Cindy responded. “How’d you know?”
“You didn’t do the stupid thumb-in-your-fist punch. You always used to do that.” I told her.
“Oh, god. Mike laughed so hard when he saw that. He said the same thing you did. He had to literally physically change my fist and it took me two months to change how I clenched my hand.” Cindy admitted, embarrassed.
I finished putting the clothes I’d brought in my old dresser.
“Well, I’m going to take Courtney to her Airbnb so she can settle in. We’ll be back for dinner.” I told Cindy.
“Can I come?” Cindy begged.
“Of course!” Courtney told her. “Bring a swimsuit, there is a hot tub at the Airbnb.”
Cindy squealed happily and ran to her room.
“You sure you want her along?” I asked Courtney.
“Come one, you’ve cum in me twice today. Besides, I want to get to know your sister.” Courtney teased me. “Now grab your trunks. We’ll have fun with her at my place.”
Mom seemed relieved that Cindy was coming along. Cindy had changed into jeans and a band t-shirt, Disturbed, it was a band I like to listen to too. Some of their stuff was incredible.
“Don’t do anything dumb, you three. Dinner will be right around six!” Mom called as we headed out to my car.
I opened the trunk and helped Courtney load her bags in the trunk. I opened the door and sat Courtney shotgun, and Cindy plopped herself in the seat behind her.
I almost died trying to get in the car.
“What midget has been driving my car?” I gasped as I squeezed between the steering wheel and the chair. I immediately adjusted the seat back.
“I’m not a midget, your legs are just two miles long.” Cindy snapped.
I put my phone in the holder I had mounted to the dash, and set Google Maps to take us to the airbnb. When we arrived, it was a place bigger than my parent’s house.
“Dude!” Cindy gasped, “You’re staying here?!”
“Yeah, I wanted a place with a hot tub and it wasn’t that much more expensive. Besides, Daddy said he’d pay for it.” Courtney dismissed.
“Fuck, Tom, how rich is Courtney’s family?” Cindy gasped.