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   Piggyback (M/g, inc)   
         by Uncle Sky   
      
   This story took place many years ago when I was thirty-one and my sister   
   was ten going on thirty. It's the story of one sibling seducing another.   
   I leave it to you to decide who did what. But as the adult I take full   
   responsibility for the following events.   
      
   I was living on the east coast after being divorced by my wife of ten   
   years. She kept the two children and disappeared. I was pretty sure she   
   was in California but didn't know where. It was better for all   
   concerned. I sent alimony and child support payments to her lawyer and   
   had no contact with her other than that. I was alone and just as happy   
   to have it that way. I had a reasonably good job working for the Civil   
   Service and had no intention of making a change.   
      
   Then I got a letter from my mother. She and her fourth husband and their   
   daughter were living out west. I won't mention the state in order to   
   protect the guilty as well as the innocent. In the letter Mom told me   
   that things were going to hell in a hand basket with her marriage. She   
   felt reasonably sure that she would be getting a divorce soon. Was there   
   any chance I could move out there to help her with the transition and   
   with my sister? It was the first and only time my mother ever asked for   
   my help. She was a very strong and independent woman.   
      
   There was no way I could refuse her request and so I gave notice at work   
   and packed up. It took me a little over a month but there I was on her   
   doorstep. They were living in a small house out in the boonies. There   
   were two bedrooms and a small living room. The kitchen and bath were   
   smaller than I'd seen in some trailer homes. Mom welcomed me with the   
   news that the divorce was just about certain and would be happening   
   soon. I asked where I was to sleep and she showed me a small run down   
   cabin out back of the house. I moved in but was not happy. The place was   
   a mess. It took me weeks to clean it up.   
      
   We settled into a routine. Mom worked days at the local hospital and I   
   got a job working graveyard for a security company. Her husband also   
   worked days but that didn't matter for long. I was there for only a few   
   weeks when she kicked his ass out and filed for the divorce.   
      
   The divorce was a shock to my little sister. At age ten she was her   
   daddy's adoring little angel. Unfortunately, he was not so adoring. He'd   
   wanted a son and never really accepted her in place of one. Mae didn't   
   seem to realize why he was not attentive and loving. She had just kept   
   trying and failing to win his love. When he moved out she felt as if she   
   had failed. It was her fault, she was sure.   
      
   I took over the chores that needed to be done. You know, the trash and   
   cleaning up outdoors and things like that. I had my own car and so I   
   helped with shopping and running errands during the day after I slept a   
   little. I was there when Mae got home from school and I watched her   
   until Mom got home around six. In the evening I went to the main house   
   and had dinner with them and then stayed to talk or watch tv until time   
   for me to go to work. It worked out pretty well for us all.   
      
   At first I didn't notice what was happening with Mae. It started slowly   
   and I just plain wasn't paying attention. When I was at the house in the   
   evening she would sit next to me on the couch. That was nice I thought.   
   At bedtime she would go and put on a nightgown. She wore Mom's old   
   gowns. Mom was 5'2" and her gowns still came down to the floor when Mae   
   wore them. I thought it was cute. Then I noticed that the gowns were   
   very thin and you could see through them. I soon realized that Mae was   
   not wearing anything under the gowns. It bothered me a little but I   
   didn't say anything. Mom had given her the gowns and was there to see   
   her wearing them. It was her place, not mine, to see that her daughter   
   was properly dressed and acted like a little lady. I kept my mouth shut.   
   That was my first mistake.   
      
   As time went on I found Mae was getting more and more affectionate and   
   cuddly. She would sit on my lap at every opportunity. She kissed me good   
   night every night. She told me she loved me any time she could do so   
   without attracting attention. I loved her dearly and tried to let her   
   know that. I thought her missing father was the cause and I tried to   
   fill in for him. It got to the point where we were almost inseparable. I   
   worked and she went to school but at all other times we seemed to be   
   together. I was alone as far as outside relationships went and so I   
   enjoyed being with her.   
      
   It got to be normal for her to be on my lap almost every evening after   
   dinner. It was comfortable and she seemed to really like it. It was a   
   while before I noticed she was wiggling around an awful lot when she was   
   on my lap. And with those gowns she wore I couldn't help but notice her   
   sweet little ass rubbing my dick. I would find myself with an erection   
   quite often and would get up and go do something to give it a chance to   
   go down. I was ashamed of my reaction. But I didn't stop her. We were   
   becoming very close. Mom thought it was cute and put it down to her   
   reaction to the divorce.   
      
   Things got a lot clearer when I got home from work one day to find Mom   
   waiting for me. "Mae's sick and will be staying home from school today.   
   Could you take care of her for me?" I was worried at first but she   
   assured me that it was nothing serious and a day in bed would most   
   likely be all that was needed. I agreed and instead of going up to my   
   cabin to sleep, I went into the main house and sacked out on the couch.   
   Mae was in the main bedroom sleeping in her mother's bed. I nodded off   
   to sleep as Mom left for work.   
      
   Something woke me up. I listened. I heard a weak voice from the other   
   room. "Jim? Are you out there Jim?" I jumped up and ran in to see what   
   was wrong. Mae was scrunched down under the covers with just her head   
   showing. She looked very weak and sleepy.   
      
   "What's up squirt? You need something?"   
      
   "I need to go to the bathroom and I don't think I can walk there. Could   
   you carry me please?"   
      
   I leaned down and pulled the covers back. She was wearing one of those   
   gowns again. I started to pick her up but she stopped me. She looked at   
   me with those sad little eyes and said, "Piggyback please?" There was no   
   way I could refuse her when she did that. I mean the eyes and the   
   "please" with the look. I was marshmallow and she knew it.   
      
   I sat down on the bed with my back to her. "Climb aboard, squirt."   
      
   It took her a minute to get on my back. I thought it was because she was   
   weak, so I waited. When I felt her little arms go around my neck and her   
   head rest on my shoulder, I reached back and slipped my arms under her   
   legs to bring them around my body. You know the position. We've all done   
   it at some time. As I stood up holding her legs firmly, I realized they   
   were bare. I could feel the warm smooth skin of her thighs on my arms.   
      
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