I’m not allowed to be alone with his sister.

Unfortunately he told her that. In his perfectly honest way he told her that I had a bit of a crush on her and it just wouldn’t be a good idea for us to hang out without him being there.  He patted her on the shoulder and hugged her and said thanks for understanding.

So, of course, she texts me last night: “I hear you have a crush on me… that true?”

And, of course, I text her back: “Yeah.  We’re not allowed to be alone.  Want to come over and talk about it?”

She showed up at ten wearing sweatpants and a tank top.  Not sexy, right?  I wish.  Her pants were rolled up and pushed down, and her top was so thin I could see her nipples through the fabric.  She had a six pack of Negro Model in one hand and her back pack on her shoulders. She looked cute as all hell.

She walked past me, dropped her bag on the floor, and opened a beer before I could say anything.  She sat down on my couch, scratched her ass, and smiled.

“So you like this?” she said, waving her hands over her body.

“Of course, not.  That would be totally inappropriate. You’re like a little sister to me as well.”

“That’s a relief.  I was going to feel strange asking you to look at my new piercings, but now that I’m like a sister, it’s okay.”

Before I could say anything she had her shirt off over her head.  She pushed her shoulders down, arched her back, and smiled a huge fucking smile.

“So, what do you think?”

“Oh, I see.  You pierced your nipple.  I almost didn’t notice. This one, right?” I asked as I brushed my fingertips over the ring. 

She shivered when I touched her, and she moved closer.  She swung a leg over my lap until she was sitting on me, her breasts directly at eye level.

“Well, that’s the first one I wanted to show you,” she whispered as she tugged on the front of her rolled up pants.

“I think there might be more light in the bedroom,” I said as I stood up with her in my arms.  She wrapped her legs around me as I lifted her, and she rested her head on my shoulder as I carried her to my room. I put her gently down on the bed and watched as she lay on her back with her eyes closed.

“You’re lucky I don’t want you,” I said as I lowered my mouth to her stomach and kissed the barbell in her navel.  

“And you’ll be lucky if you can walk in the morning,” she said as she pushed my mouth down further.

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