Emily's Naughty Cousins

Emily’s Naughty Cousins

Published by Derren Grathy

Copyright 2015 Derren Grathy

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"I'm sorry, miss. This isn't Terminal A."

"What!?" Emily started, "Where am I now?"

"Terminal G," the attendant said, putting on
a practiced look of concern as Emily struggled to keep hold of all
her bags. "It might take awhile to get there. Would you like to
rent a courier to assist you?"

"No no, I'll be fine," Emily sighed and
hefted her bulging suitcase and duffle bag again. "Which way is the
terminal?"

"Follow the signs - you can't miss it."

"Thanks," Emily scuttled back out into the
massive airport hallway. The midwestern girl had already found
herself in the wrong terminal three times, and now she could chalk
up a fourth.

"God, I'm late..." Emily muttered, shunting
herself along like some commando recruit tasked to the baggage
train. She was supposed to meet up with her cousins half an hour
ago at Terminal A. They said it was, "right next to where your
plane will let off," which apparently meant a mile or two away.

People shot mixed looks of amusement and pity
at the overburdened girl hobbling along the moving sidewalk. Emily
thanked god for all her swim training back at high school. No way
could she have pulled off circumventing the airport otherwise in
the search for her waiting cousins, Jennifer and Nathan.

Their mother, the sister of Emily's mother,
struck it big with her husband by developing some big city real
estate agency. In short, that side of the family was loaded, but
the last time Emily had been with her cousins was when they visited
her mom's ranch as kids. Wealth doesn't stop you from catching
snowballs with your face or jumping into the hay from the loft.

Emily tried to ignore the burning in her
shins as she shambled through yet another food court. Many
wonderful summers were spent horsing around together with Jennifer
and Nathan. Back then they acted more like siblings than 1st
cousins. The three of them were inseparable despite Emily’s twin
cousins being a year and a half older, which to a starry-eyed seven
year old was a huge disparity!

Now at the turn of her eighteenth birthday,
Emily fretted about meeting her 'older cousins' again for the first
time in years. Emily rounded a corner, puffing and leaning against
a pillar that read ‘Terminal A’.

“Finally,” Emily puffed and looked around,
“Where are…” Her half-second search produced the sight of an
unmistakable pair standing at the end of the hallway, waving.

"Emily!" Jennifer called, "Over here!"

"I'm here!" Emily yelled, more loudly than
anticipated. Relief washed over her like cold water on a hot iron.
She didn't even mind when the venders and patrons eyed her like
some ridiculous packrat as she scooted over to them. Many a 'sorry'
and 'excuse me' left her lips before she dropped her bags without a
moment to spare.

"Sorry, sorry! I'm so late," Emily caught her
knees and breathed hard.

"What's all this?" Jennifer said, "Packing
for a blizzard?"

"Just spring break stuff. I've never been to
a beach before."

"Hah! I think Emily has you beat," Nathan
nudged his sister Jennifer. She nudged him back.

"Pfft, says the guy who would have just taken
some old boxers if I let him. We girls have needs, you know?"

"Yeah," Emily cracked a smile and rose up.
Her cousins stood beside their neatly-piled baggage cart. They
hadn’t even broken a sweat. Jennifer's smirk made Emily's cheeks
burn.

"No courier, huh?" Jennifer said, "That's
what took you so long?"

"More like the four wrong terminals,
actually..." Emily grumbled. Nathan and Jennifer raised their
eyebrows.

"Four!?" Jennifer almost shrieked, "Holy
crap! Nathan, get that crazy girl’s bags from her!" Nathan snatched
the suitcase from her and hoisted it into the luggage cart before
Emily could even stretch her jaw.

"You've gotten taller," Emily mentioned as
Nathan took her duffle bag like it was filled with feathers. The
straw-haired boy smiled and nodded, standing a good half a foot
above his petite cousin.

"You've stayed about the same," he said, "And
I remember that scowl too!"

"It's been years you know. I’m bigger too,"
Emily groused as Jennifer joined in unpacking her swaying
relative.

"It really has been a long time," she said.
The pair slipped off the satchels from Emily's shoulders. "I can't
believe how much you've grown too!"

"Thanks," she replied. Her smile wouldn't
leave. More than a few people turned their heads as Emily's cousins
stripped off bags one after another. It must have looked like some
kind and careful mugging, or a weird strip show.

"There, that's the last of it," Jennifer
said. Nathan grunted as he placed the last onto the mountainous
pile. "Carrying all those bags of bricks works wonders, huh? You
look amazing girl!" Jennifer swooped in for a hug.

“Just swim meets and stuff,” Emily returned
her tight squeeze. She noticed that she had finally caught up with
Jennifer in height, and otherwise.

"Ohh, that's new," Jennifer smirked and
looked down between them. "When did you get a chest on you?"

"Ah, well, I'm eighteen now you know!" Emily
stammered, staring back at her cousin's busty frame. Still the
older cousin, that was for sure. Jennifer snuggled close anyway,
still the same girl who loved to tease her little cousin.

"You're hogging her, sis. It's my turn,"
Nathan said, prying his sister off Emily before scooping the girl
up into his arms. Emily squealed and hugged tight.

"Wow! You're definitely bigger Nathan!"

"Just wrestling tournaments and stuff," he
said. The once scrawny kid now had muscles to define his long arms
and torso, and he held Emily off the ground like she weighed
nothing at all. Those days where Emily could pin him to the ground
were long gone. But looking at his face, Emily still saw the same
shy, bright-eyed cousin she loved.

"I say enough of this lovey-dovey stuff,"
Jennifer piped up, "How about we get going to the manor?"

"Manor!?" Emily said as Nathan let her down,"
I thought we would be getting a hotel?"

"Not while with us," Jennifer continued. "Mom
and Dad bought a little beachside condo. So long as we don't trash
the place, it's all ours for the week."

"Oh my god, that's so cool!" Emily bounced on
her feet. Jennifer and Nathan laughed.

"She's so easy to get excited," Jennifer
said, giving her brother a sidelong glance.

"Aren’t we that excitable too though?" Nathan
replied, his arm snaking around his sister's waist. "I know I am.
We get some alone time with our favorite cousin. And
ourselves."

"Ohhh really? Like I would forget, hehe..."
Jennifer giggled softly. Emily looked on, her imagination for this
house and the beach running wild in her head.

"Lets go!" Emily almost shouted again,
breaking the little moment between her dawdling cousins.

"Alright, alright!" Nathan turned to his
sister and nodded at the bags. "You heard the woman. Shall we get
moving then, sis?"

"Sounds good to me, bro." She smirked, and
only then did they let go of each other. Jennifer assigned Nathan
to cart duties, and she sat herself and Emily onto the back of the
luggage courier. Emily looked on like a star-struck puppy.

"I wonder what it will be like..." she kicked
her feet, unable to contain herself. Jennifer threw her arm around
her shoulders and pulled her close.

"I promise it'll be something you never
forget," she said, a wry smile on her lips.

---

"Here we go. Home sweet home," Jennifer said,
opening the door to the beachside manor. Emily's eyes could not
move fast enough to take it all in.

"Oh wow - Wow!" she twirled into the place,
leaving Jennifer and Nathan at the door. "Holy wow, guys. Do you
see this place!?"

"Yep, we see it." Nathan smirked at his
sister, who dotted on her a phone.

"It's just a little place for the break,”
Jennifer said, “But beachside property like this is prime real
estate, around the top tier in property valued-"

"The windows are so big!" Emily rushed over
to them, unfazed by Jennifer's property jargon. The open floor plan
on the lower level connected the kitchen to a spacious living room,
above which hung the upper floor with polished-mahogany banister
and railing. All of it faced out towards the huge windows behind
the entertainment center, overlooking the gentle waves of the
beach.

"I think she's getting overloaded," Nathan
offered, carrying in the girls' luggage in. Jennifer smirked at the
awestruck girl.

"We'll keep her here tonight. The beach would
definitely fry her circuits,” she placed an order for pizza on her
phone and continued, “Besides, I don't think we could pry her off
the window just yet."

"The waves!" Emily hopped on the couch and
stared at the foamy waves hitting the late afternoon sand. The
whole beach glowed amber yellow as the sun settled into a bank of
fluffy clouds. The few remaining beachgoers packed up for the night
as the balmy air drifted to coolness. "Do you guys see how pretty
it is!?"

"Oh yeah, and we'll be going out there
tomorrow for some swimming and sunbathing," Jennifer said. By the
time Emily peeled herself off the window her cousins had everything
inside. Jennifer pointed to the upper-floor bedrooms.

"There's your room, Emily,” she said,
“Nathan’s got you all set up in there."

"Oh? Oh!" Emily ran up the stairs and cried
out as she found her room. "Oh!! The bed is so big! Is this
king-sized? Oh wow!"

"Probably," Nathan said.

"Hopefully," Jennifer smirked. Emily
reappeared at the banister.

"There's another bedroom up here, you guys.
We could each have one all to ourselves."

"Oh?" Jennifer said, looking at Nathan. He
shrugged his shoulders.

"You've got the upstairs to yourself, Emily."
Nathan said. "Jennifer and I are more comfortable in the same room
downstairs."

"Oh my god! Does your room have
two
beds!?" Emily cried out. Truly the lavishness of the place
overwhelmed her midwestern sensibilities. Jennifer laughed and
patted her brother on the shoulder.

"Hah! I don't think so, Emily. I think the
one bed in there is about the same size as yours."

"So... is Nathan sleeping on the couch?"
Emily asked.

"Nope. He's all mine," Jennifer said. Nathan
gave her a strange look, and she just stuck her tongue out at him.
Emily just smiled.

"He's pretty big though. I thought you two
would want separate beds."

"Oh he's big alright!" Jennifer stood up
straight, coming a little further than Emily did beside Nathan's
stature. She continued as Nathan gave her another weird look. "We
sleep in the same room at home, so we're more comfortable together.
Right Nathan?"

"Y-yeah," he said, putting on a smile, "It's
fine, Emily. We're used to it."

"Okay," Emily conceded. Most of her friends
complained incessantly about their siblings, but that was never the
case with Nathan and Jennifer. Even as kids they were best friends,
and never shy about getting close to one another.

Emily watched Nathan lean down and say
something in his sister's ear, something which made Jennifer snort
and push his shoulder. He was grinning, and he grabbed her waist
and pulled her to him, hiding his face behind her neck. Emily
smiled at the giggling pair, the only-child seeing that they were
even closer now than before.

A strange thought entered her head. Jennifer
playfully pushed on Nathan's shoulder and he seized her hips. They
connected, front to front. It was like Emily could feel it too,
that closeness that only one of her ex-boyfriends would do when he
was particularly amorous. The thought released some butterflies in
her stomach, a feeling Emily shook off.

"
That's silly
," she thought,
"
Nathan and Jennifer aren't boyfriend and girlfriend. Brothers
and sisters don't do that!
"

At that thought the pair seemed to remember
themselves and parted. Nathan searched the carpet for something as
Jennifer grinned up at Emily at the banister.

"Hey, peeper! We've got pizza coming and some
movies to watch. Go get dressed into something comfy while we set
things up, okay?"

"Sweet! Alright, I'll be back in a few
minutes."