Bikini Panties

I'd like to thank my brother, leftylooo, who is my beta reader. He helps me with continuity and timeline.

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When I was twelve or thirteen, or maybe even before that, my older sister, Zoe, would run around the house in a tee shirt and thong. I became accustomed to seeing her naked ass peeking out of the bottom of the tee shirts. I was just beginning to get curious about girls. It was mildly interesting, to say the least.

As we got older, I saw her less and less. After her high school graduation, she went to college and was gone for months at a time. Eventually, she graduated and moved out and on with her life. In the meantime, I turned eighteen, found girls who were interested in me and the memories of her nearly naked butt were long forgotten.

Zoe is six years older than me and we have never been close. We never had any issues, it's just that six years is an enormous difference when the youngest is in their early teens. It becomes another thing entirely when both of you are in your twenties.

Recently, I had come home from college and was preparing for my senior year. Zoe had broken up with her fiancé and moved back home. There was a lot of drama surrounding her return. I didn't know nor did I care to know what happened, so I steered clear of her and the drama as much as possible.

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I had received an internship tied to my degree for the summer. It was essentially an underpaid full-time job, with seriously long hours. It was also basically an audition for a full-time job to become a permanent career. That meant I had to be at work daily and early in the morning. Normally, I would get up at about six, shower, get ready and be out of the house before six-thirty, in order to be at my desk by seven. Today, I was up earlier than usual because I had a breakfast meeting with my mentor and wanted to go over my notes before I left. I had gotten ready and was sitting at the kitchen table with a cup of coffee and my notes, when Zoe shuffled into the kitchen. I'm pretty sure that she didn't see me because she slowly approached the coffee maker, stopped and stood there with her head hanging low for a moment. She reached up to get a cup out of the cupboard and her tee shirt rode up above her butt to reveal a tiny pair of purple bikini panties. She was displaying a generous slice of butt crack along with a pair of cute dimples. Her butt was magnificent and my jaw dropped. Her ass appeared to be very firm and featured a perfect heart shape. It had been several years since I had been treated to this view and I was stunned. The whole thing was merely a heartbeat, but was instantly and permanently seared into my brain. My cock was immediately rock hard and I was grateful to be seated.

Zoe got her coffee, turned around and was evidently startled to see me. She gasped, her entire body jerked in surprise and she spilled her coffee.

"Ethan! I didn't see you there!" She yelped, her slightly gravelly voice making my dick twitch with the sexy timbre.

Her facial expression was kind of funny and I chuckled, "Sorry, I'm not sure what to say, I was here when you walked in."

She frowned, "What's so funny?"

I smiled, "The expression on your face. Your mouth is in a big "O" and you look like you've seen a ghost."

She relaxed and grinned, "Okay, that's fair." She glanced at the clock, "Why are you up so early?"

I shrugged, "Got the first of what will be weekly breakfast review meetings for which I need to study. I will have them until I return to school. The cumulative effect of all of my reviews will go towards my grade. It also could affect whether or not they offer me a job after I graduate. I really like this company, as well as the people, and I want to get a job there. I want to do well."

She knelt on the floor and began wiping up the spilled coffee. Her scoop-neck shirt gaped away from her chest, leaving her awesome B-cup boobs in full view and I once again found myself staring. She suddenly looked up at me and saw where my eyes were as I slowly dragged my eyes up to her face. She smirked, "Enjoying the view?"

I was full-on deer in the headlights, completely still, and had absolutely no response. She stood, tossed the sponge in the sink, refilled her coffee and came over to me. Her shirt now prominently displayed two additional, interesting features revealing her evident excitement. As I sat with my jaw hanging open, she reached out and gently closed it. Then she leaned down and gave me a kiss on my forehead, along with another quick peek down her shirt.

"Thanks, Ethan, you have no idea how much I needed that." She whispered and turned to leave the kitchen. She turned back and asked, "Is your review meeting the same time every week?"

I frowned, and nodded, "Yeah, why?"

She shrugged, causing an interesting jiggle, "Just curious..." Then she left the kitchen. I watched her, well in all honesty, I watched her butt swaying gently, until she was out of sight,

I was beyond stunned. 'What the fuck just happened?' I wondered.

I tried to get back into the rhythm of my studies, but Zoe's butt and boobs were all that I could think about. Honestly, I had never thought of my sister in any sort of sexual context... until now, thong butt adventures excluded, and that was more amusing than anything else, because of my age at the time. 'Heh, I saw Zoe's butt!'

I sat back, took a sip of coffee and thought about Zoe as a whole. As I considered her, I came to a realization, 'Holy shit! She's seriously fucking hot!!!' She has a cute upturned nose, a smooth jawline, tiny ears, intense violet eyes, a wide, friendly smile and very kissable lips, to say nothing about her awesome boobs and ass. The entire package is perfection. I'm not sure how I had missed all of that. She had always been just my sister, Zoe. If I had to describe her by using a familiar face, I'd say she looks a bit like Kristen Bell. I shook my head and chuckled.

I needed to refocus and study, though it was going to take a minute. Shaking my head again to clear my thoughts, I concentrated on my notes and was soon back on track. I left for work and the encounter was pushed to the back of my mind. The rest of the day was spent with my mentor and I was completely engaged in the work and learning process.

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I returned home late, it was after seven thirty when I arrived. Mom had left me a plate in the refrigerator, I nuked it and took it to my room. I changed into my sleep clothes before plowing through it, not paying attention to what I was eating. I set the plate aside and lay down.

Zoe knocked and stuck her head in the door. "How was the lasagna?" She stepped the rest of the way into the room.

I looked at the plate and frowned, "Is that what I ate?"

Zoe laughed, "That good, huh?"

I shook my head and chuckled. "It was the first thing that I ate today and I was starving. Could have been a shoe and would have been fine."

Zoe laughed again, "Gee, mom'll be thrilled to hear that..."

I snorted, grinning, "No doubt. What's up?"

I looked at her expectantly. It was the first time I looked at her closely since she had stepped into the room. Wow! She looked amazing. She was wearing a tiny pair of bright, white shorts, a deep purple halter top. Her halter highlighted her perfect boobs which included a pair of faint bumps. Her cute, flat, smooth, tummy was nicely on display. The bumps caught my eye again, very nice. Her long hair was up in a high, tight ponytail. A random thought occurred to me that the casual appearance of a jagged line of dark roots separated by very light, almost platinum blonde hair with an equally jagged line of dark tips must be unbelievably expensive to maintain. I mentally shrugged, 'just sayin'.'

Did I say she looked amazing? That didn't cover it adequately. She was smoking hot and my erection from this morning returned in a heartbeat and with a vengeance. My current problem was that I was wearing very loose, silky gym shorts and nothing else. I was lying flat on my back on my bed and there was no hiding the evidence of my sudden arousal and now, Zoe was staring.

Trying to casually shift so that my flagpole wasn't in her face; I rolled to the side and pulled my leg up.

Zoe snorted, "Really?" She turned to leave.

I sighed, I couldn't change anything, so it was what it was. "Zoe? Did you come in here to just ask about the lasagna, or did you want something else?"

She turned back, flushed with embarrassment, apparently. She momentarily stammered, before regaining her composure. "I, I, I w-wanted to ask how your breakfast meeting went. It sounded like you were concerned and hoped you weren't distracted by our, ummm, little encounter." Her eyes dropped to the floor.

I smiled at the unexpected shyness and her concern. "Honestly, I was momentarily surprised, perhaps even stunned by the incredible view that you presented to me." She peeked up at me, still blushing and grinned. "But, I got myself and my thoughts under control. Your concern is very sweet, thank you. The meeting and my day went very well."

She raised her head and looked fully at me. "Good, I'm relieved that I didn't have a negative influence on your day."

"Stunned or not, you could never negatively influence my day." I said softly.

Her eyes widened, she nodded, turned and left my room, giving me another memorable view of her sweet ass, then gently closed the door.

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For the next couple of weeks Zoe didn't make any early morning appearances. After her question about the regularity of my review meetings, I had kind of assumed that I would see her, at least I did at first. After she hadn't made another appearance, I then assumed that I wouldn't see her in the morning anymore. One morning, she came in about 6:30 as I was filling my travel mug. She smiled, reached up for a cup, and poured some coffee. I was standing right next to her, so I wasn't treated to any views.

She walked to the kitchen door, my attention riveted on her, then she looked over her shoulder, obviously to make certain that I was watching and then bent forward at the waist. A bright red pair of bikini panties made an appearance. My cock immediately responded, thickening in my shorts.

"Zoe!" Mom's stern voice suddenly made itself known. Zoe immediately stood straight up in a surprised reaction. "Your brother is standing right behind you! What are you thinking?!?"

I looked around trying to figure out where she was. She had just stepped out of the pantry and was glaring at Zoe's butt.

Zoe jerked in reaction, spilling her coffee. She spun around, her eyes darting between mom and me. "I, I, I was just picking up some lint, or a dust ball or something." She stammered. "I f-f-forgot he was t-t-there..."

"Oh for crying out loud, did that dickhead Brad fuck you up that badly?" Mom snorted. "You were just standing next to him for chrissakes!!!"

"MOM!!!" Zoe and I cried together. Mom rarely curses, so two words in the same sentence was startling.

"What?!? Am I wrong?" Mom snapped.

"No, but jeez, mom..." I muttered.

"For chrissakes, you're both adults. Grow up!" She muttered. She brushed past Zoe and snapped, "And stop showing your brother your butt."

After she stormed out, I turned to look at Zoe and then we both burst out laughing.

"What the hell was that?" I exclaimed.

Zoe grinned, "I don't know, but next time, I'll be more careful." She wriggled her ass as she walked out of the kitchen.

'Next time?' I wondered.

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The next Thursday, I was up early again. I hadn't given much thought to the latest encounter with Zoe. Again, I had a cup of coffee and was sitting with my notes.

Zoe made an appearance in much the same manner as before. This time, however, she was obviously aware of my presence. She also made sure Mom was not around. Much to my surprise, she again reached up to grab a coffee cup, her tee shirt rising and revealing black, frilly, bikini panties. Keeping her arms raised, she slowly turned around, revealing the very smooth front of the tiny panties. My eyes were locked on the little camel-toed vee between her legs and the skin between the tee shirt and panties. She must have lowered her arms because the vee and her panties suddenly disappeared.

I blinked at the loss of the captivating view and raised my eyes to hers. Her violet eyes were dark and sparkling in amusement. "Enjoying your peek?"

Rendered speechless, I just nodded.

She smiled and after pouring a cup of coffee, walked to the kitchen door, my eyes riveted to her the entire time. Reaching back and flipping her tee shirt up, she smirked, "No smart-ass comments and wide-eyed astonishment from you was my goal. See you later..." She dropped the hem and sashayed out of the kitchen.

My brain was fried. Zoe had intentionally flashed me. It took me a couple of cups of coffee and focused concentration just to get back to where I was before Zoe arrived.

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On Saturday afternoon, I was sitting in front of the TV, some sports programming running in the background. I had my books open on the coffee table and was reading.

Mom came in and immediately started giving me shit. "How old are you?"

She caught me off guard. "Huh?"

She stood in the doorway with her hands on her hips. "How old are you? Aren't you like 21 years old? Do you even have a life?"

I was even more confused. "Mom, what the hell are you talking about?"

"Do you ever have any fun?" She asked.

I sighed, "Not really. I'm focused on my internship and everything I have to know about it. I really don't have time, or the extra bandwidth for anything else. I really want this job, so I'm doing everything possible to get it. I can have fun after I graduate and get the job."

She said, "You really need to think about doing something fun."

I smirked, "Or, I could just quit and stay home." I smirked, "You know, that sounds pretty good right now."

Mom laughed, "Yeah, like that's ever gonna happen."

I shrugged, "Oh, well, I tried..."

"No seriously, Ethan, take a break." She said softly. "Come to a movie with dad and me."

I smiled, "Let me guess, a rom-com?"

She snorted, "Do you really think that your father would go to one of those?"

"You mean like every other Saturday?" I asked.

She rolled her eyes and protested, "Not every Saturday!"

"Uh-huh..." I responded drily.

"Smart-ass..." She answered.

"You raised me..." I smirked.

She sighed,"Ya know, when you reap what you sow, it can suck big time..."

I grinned and said, "Oh well. You guys have fun." She and dad left a few minutes later.

I went back to studying. Zoe wandered in a few minutes later and threw herself on the couch. I looked up, "Hey," and then I returned to the page I was reading.

"I don't wanna watch this..." She whined.

I didn't look up this time, "This is just background noise, watch whatever you want."

"Okay, but I don't wanna watch alone." She whined again. "Watch with me."

I groaned, "But, I'm studying."

"You're always studying, take a break." She said firmly.

I didn't even look up. "You sound like mom."

She laughed, "No doubt... But, seriously, take a break and watch with me."

I sighed, "Okay."

I felt her do a double-take. "What?!? Really?!?"

"Yes, really..." I chuckled.

"Yay!" Then, she immediately put on a rom-com.

I groaned and shook my head, "I shoulda known better..."

She just laughed and snuggled under my arm. My hand naturally fell to her waist and my pinky finger and ring finger felt soft fabric, but the thumb and remaining two fingers were on soft, smooth, warm skin. I looked down and saw that Zoe was wearing a tiny, loose, white miniskirt and a loose, red crop top with a deep V-neck. There couldn't have been more than a half inch of fabric between the bottom of the V and the bottom of the shirt. The way she was sitting, the shirt slid to the side and her entire boob was exposed. My dick was immediately hard and I could feel it poking her other arm. Her only reaction was to snuggle harder against it. Neither of us acknowledged the fact that my hard-on was jammed into my sister's arm.

Zoe reached down, laced her fingers with mine and pulled our hands to the underside of her boob. Our hands slid under the crop-top and my thumb and forefinger were against her naked underboob. It was exquisite torture and I'm not sure that my dick had ever been harder in my life. I was also frozen in place. I didn't want to move and risk ruining the moment, but because she had taken me by surprise, I wasn't in the most comfortable position. I tried shifting and then squirming to try gaining a measure of comfort.

Zoe suddenly sat up, effectively ending the moment, and making what I had tried to avoid, unexpectedly come true. "Ethan! What are you doing? Stop squirming!" Her obvious irritation with me immediately deflated my dick.

I snickered, relieved that she seemingly didn't want to end the moment, either. "I'm sorry, you took me by surprise and I was really uncomfortable. I didn't want you to move, I liked you there, snuggled up with me, but I had a mother of a cramp and I was trying to get rid of it," I finished sheepishly.

She stared at me for a moment and then snorted, "Okay, that's fair. What do you need to do or need me to do?"

I thought about it for a second. "How about I lay down on the couch and you lay in front of me?"

She stared at me. "Seriously? You want me to spoon with you?"

Honestly, I didn't think about it that way. I was just trying to think of a comfortable way to share the couch since she wanted to snuggle. So I just repeated what I was thinking.

She hesitated, then shrugged and said, "Okay..." She jumped up and indicated that I should just go ahead and lie down.

So, I did. I should take this opportunity to point out that since this was Saturday and I had absolutely no plans for the day other than studying, I was wearing a basketball jersey, silky basketball shorts and no underwear. The no underwear part truly didn't occur to me until I was horizontal on the couch and Zoe's fine, white mini skirt covered ass was headed for my crotch.

"No! Wait! Wait... wait!!!" I cried, but her weight had already shifted and it was too late, her butt hit my crotch.

"What???" She snapped.

"Never mind, it's too late now." I muttered. "I just wanted to move first."

"Jeez, you're fine..." she mumbled, "no cramps, right?", as she ground her ass into my rapidly re-expanding erection. Now the problem was that it was trapped in the down position, when it's natural inclination was to be up. It was presently trapped, throbbing, against her leg while attempting to attain it's natural, vertical position.

She stiffened as she felt it and I anticipated her disgusted reaction to my assault. I was amazed that, not only did she not fling herself away from me, she adjusted herself and trapped my hard-on between her legs. She clasped my hand between hers and brought it up to her firm, beautiful breasts. We laid there, watching the movie, her fragrant hair under my chin, smelling of strawberry and vanilla, her smooth skin rubbing softly on mine and my dick throbbing between her legs. I have no idea what the movie was, nor did I even care. Eventually, I closed my eyes and reveled in the sensations that threatened to overwhelm my brain.

I was having a pleasant dream, my body surrounded by soft, warm happiness when suddenly, the earth started shaking.

"Ethan!!! Ethan!!!" Mom hissed, "Ethan! What are you doing to your sister?!?" Mom was shaking me.

I awoke, remembered where I was, kept my eyes closed and slowly took a mental inventory of where my body parts were and what they were doing. I was pressed against the back of Zoe, my hand between hers at her chest and my dick, 'Oh shit! My dick!'... I quickly realized that my throbbing hard-on had disappeared in my sleep and was not an issue.

Realizing that I had a reasonable explanation, I slowly blinked my eyes open. "Mom? Mom, what's going on?"

Mom's stern voice said, "That's what I'd like to know, young man!!!"

"Ummm, Zoe wanted to watch a movie and wanted to snuggle like when we were little. I laid down in front of her and she couldn't see, so we switched. I must've fallen asleep. So, what's wrong?" I asked, projecting confusion.

"Well, you're, ummm, you've, ahhh, never mind..." mom trailed off and backed away. "Go back to sleep." She left the family room.

"Nice save..." Zoe's whisper was choked with laughter, while everything else was shaking and jiggling nicely.

"Nice," I whispered in response, "You coulda helped you know."

"Naaa," She replied, "that was too much fun!!!"

I sighed, "Bitch..."

She just shook with laughter. She pulled my hand tighter against her chest. "You know you love me. Thanks, Ethan, love you."

Stunned, I said nothing.

The rest of the weekend passed without any more drama.

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I didn't see Zoe on Monday morning and I got home from work very late. Mom had a plate in the fridge again. I nuked it and took it to my room. I was sitting on my bed watching a video when there was a knock. Mom stuck her head in my door and asked if I had a minute.

I had honestly expected Zoe but was surprised that it was Mom, instead. "Hey, mom, what's up?"

She came in, closed the door and leaned up against it. "Ummm, I wanted to talk about Zoe."

I don't know what I expected, but this wasn't it. "Zoe? Is she okay?"

"No. Well, yes... but no." Mom was hesitant and her behavior was very confusing.

"I don't understand." I said.

She sighed, "I know." She paused, evidently trying to gather her thoughts. "She's having a rough time after the whole Brad thing." She started to explain.

I groaned, "What "whole Brad thing?" (I did the air quotes). "I know they broke up, but is there more?"

She sighed, "Yes, but I'm not sure that it's my place to say anything."

I rubbed my face in irritation. "Really!?!"

She explained, "Let's just say that Zoe is very vulnerable right now and she needs our support. She doesn't need to be confused by anyone showing undue affection." Her statement was somehow soft, yet firm and clearly directed at me.

Now, I really was confused. I gave it a moment's thought, then suddenly, I realized what she was awkwardly driving at and I was incredibly, seriously, fucking pissed. "Are you seriously suggesting that I, her fucking brother, will try and take advantage of her vulnerability? Whatever the fuck that means? I'm pretty fucking insulted right now and I think you'd better leave. We will talk later."

Mom looked stunned. "I, I, I..."

"Don't even..." I growled.

She backed out of the room and gently closed the door. I set my plate on my desk, no longer hungry. I wasn't sure of what she was accusing me, but it really pissed me off and hurt me terribly. I didn't sleep well at all. I was up early and out of the house before I saw anyone. I packed a bag for several days and made arrangements to stay with a work buddy.

I didn't contact anyone at home and didn't answer any of mom's calls. Like I said, I was pretty pissed off.

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After a couple of days, she started blowing up my phone with calls and texts. I finally had to shut off the ringer and notifications.

My mentor called me at my desk and asked me to come to his office. I knocked on his door and said, "You wanted to see me?"

He looked up, smiled and said, "Come in and close the door."

My heart sank. I just knew this was going to be bad news. I closed the door and stood before his desk, dreading the news.

He looked back up and started laughing. "Ethan, it's not bad news, have a seat. I need a word or two."

I didn't realize that I wasn't breathing until I took a breath. I sat and waited.

"Your mother called." He said without preamble.

I buried my face in my hands. "Oh god, I am so sorry."

He started laughing again. "Don't worry, it's happened to all of us. She's just worried, call her. I don't need to know what this is about, just try to keep the personal stuff outside of work. I know sometimes it just bleeds over. Again, don't worry, you're not in trouble. We all love you here and you have a bright future. That's all I needed."

I stood. "Thank you sir, it won't happen again."

He chuckled, "Yeah, no, there's no doubt that it will..."

I walked out, his good humor making me feel not nearly as humiliated as he could have made me feel. I walked out to the parking lot for some privacy. I called my mother.

"Ethan, I've been so worried!" Mom said by way of answering.

"Really mother? My boss?" I said, exasperated. "It felt like I was called to the principal's office!"

"I'm sorry, I didn't know who else to call. I called all your friends and they hadn't heard from you." She said quietly.

"I have other friends, mother." I answered calmly.

"Who?" She asked.

I was silent on that matter. "You wanted me to call. I called. Now, what do you want?" My response was curt and my tone was less than pleasant.

She was quiet for a moment. "A do-over. My heart was in the right place, but my execution sucked out loud. Can you and I have a civil conversation about your sister?"

I hesitated as I was still very pissed-off and embarrassed. But, I also knew that this couldn't last. "Okay, I will meet you for a cup of coffee at the diner at six. We'll see how it goes from there." We said our goodbyes, mine was rather terse, and disconnected.

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I got to the diner at about 5:45 and mom had yet to arrive. The cute server showed me to a booth at the back of the restaurant. I asked her for coffee and water. When she brought it back she asked if I was going to be alone. I told her that my mom was going to meet me. She kind of giggled and I rolled my eyes. I sighed and said, "It's kind of complicated, family shit."

She laughed again, "I hear that. I'll make sure that I get back here when I see her."

I smiled and said, "Thanks for not making fun of me."

She just grinned and said, "No problem, I'm Yui Hawkins."

I returned the grin, "That's a very pretty name, thank you, Yui. I'm Ethan Thompson." Yui giggled again and walked away.

I watched her gracefully glide away and noted that she was tiny, very cute and very sexy.

Surprisingly, mom was about fifteen minutes late. I was almost two cups deep by then.

She sat down, "Sorry, I lost track of time."

As insistent as she had been, also having embarrassed me at work, her nonchalance really pissed me off.

I just snorted, "Seriously?!? After all that?"

Thankfully, Yui arrived to save the day, and me. "What would you like to drink, ma'am?"

Mom was glaring at me and didn't immediately respond. I looked back at her and said, "Mom?"

She immediately said, "I'll have whatever he's having."

As much as she deserved getting what she asked for, Yui didn't deserve the backlash from Mom's mistake. I stopped Yui before she walked away.

"Mom," I said quietly. "Are you sure, I'm having regular coffee and water."

"Oh shit, no!" She yelped, "I'll be up all night! Can I get decaf iced tea?"

Yui grinned at me, "Sure thing ma'am!"

Mom leveled her gaze at me, "Thank you."

I just returned the look, "No problem."

Yui brought back the iced tea, grinned at me again and left.

Mom watched her walk away. "Looks like you made a very pretty friend."

I shrugged, "Yui seems nice."

Mom grinned, "Yui, huh?"

"Stop," I said, "She's very friendly, and I don't fall in love with every friendly server out there. So, what's up?"

She just sat there and looked at me for a minute or so. It made me somewhat uncomfortable, until I realized that was her goal. It was actually her "go-to" interrogation technique.

I sighed, "Stop with the fucking mind games. I know what you're doing. You're trying to make me think that you "know" (I did the air quotes) something. That may have worked when I was younger. The problem with that approach is that there is nothing to "know". I have absolutely zero guilt about anything, none. Next tactic!"

Mom looked stunned. I don't think that she thought that it was ever a possibility that I, maybe we, if I included Zoe, would ever figure out her strategy. After the stunned look, there was a hesitant, confused expression. It kind of looked haunted. I had to stifle a laugh. But, I just waited. She had to figure out a way forward and I'd be goddamned if I was going to help, she was on her own.

By the suddenly determined expression, she had decided on a course of action. To my surprise, she charged straight ahead and confronted her fears.

"Ethan, I know nothing was going on the other day." She began. "I saw you two on the couch and immediately imagined the worst. I owe you an apology, I'm sorry."

I shrugged, "Okay, I'll accept... for now. I reserve the right to rescind that acceptance, pending the rest of your statement."

She frowned, "How do you know there's more?"

I chuckled, "'Cause you're my mom."

She grinned, "Okay, that's fair."

She started to explain. "Here's the thing. Zoe is so vulnerable right now that any positive attention from a man..."

I scowled.

"... even her brother will cause her to spiral and fall head over heels. I don't want either of you to have to deal with that kind of fall-out." She continued, "I know you would have the best of intentions but, unintended stuff can and does happen. I want you to be aware and be careful."

I sat back and took several sips of coffee. Yui came back and refilled each of us which gave me another brief respite before I had to respond. We made eye contact and she gave a little half-grin. I rolled my eyes and she giggled, but mom didn't seem to notice.

I went back to a previously asked and unanswered question. "What the fuck did that jerk do to her?"

She sighed and looked down at the tabletop. "I promised Zoe that I would let her tell you. I am in enough trouble with my children that I won't break that trust."

I was frustrated, but I decided to accept it. "Okay, we're good. I will talk to Zoe."

Mom panicked a little. "Don't tell her that I told you anything!!!"

I laughed, "Well, that's easy because you didn't tell me anything. Jeez, mom."

She kind of tilted her head to the side, "Yeah, okay..."

"I'll see ya at home later. I'm gonna go get my stuff." I said.

She got up, hugged me and left. Yui came over and sat down for a minute.

"That was kinda intense." She smirked.

I shook my head. "Tell me about it."

She slid the check over to me. There was also a slip of paper with her number. She put her hand on mine, "Just in case." She got up and went to another table. I was surprised and kind of pleased with that. I went ahead and saved it in my phone.

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I stopped at my buddy's place, thanked him for his help, packed my shit and went home.

Things normalized after that, though mom stayed out of my way for the most part. Apart from that one very weird incident with Mom, Zoe and her panties, I hadn't seen her in the morning at all.

Zoe, on the other hand, was a very frequent visitor. I was treated to a dazzling kaleidoscope of brilliantly colored and continually diminishingly sized bikini panties. Often, the panties weren't obstructed by tee shirts at all. She had sporadically started wearing crop tops that barely covered her exquisite b-cups. Underboob became a regular thing. More often than not, I had raging erections to try and calm before I left for work.

After work was at least as taxing as the mornings, if not more so. I'm not sure how it was possible, but Zoe found a way to be wearing less and be more provocative than in the mornings. After the teasing in the mornings, I was especially vulnerable to her stimulating evening displays. It seemed that all Zoe needed to do was to appear in the same room as me to foment a massive erection. She would spend a few minutes with me and I would be nearly lost. As a consequence, I was repeatedly resorting to marathon masturbation sessions.

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I found that I was searching for a way to prepare myself for the evening Zoe onslaught. Often, I would stop at the diner to prepare myself and have a brief chat with Yui. Those chats always made me smile. We were beginning to get to know each other. It was a nice, gentle way to become friends. Tonight was one of those nights.

I sat in Yui's section and she came right to my table. "Hi there," she smiled. "Diet Coke or coffee?"

"Diet Coke, I think." I answered. She brought one back and sat down. I looked at her and into her eyes. I was mesmerized by her eyes and her beauty. I took a sip of diet Coke while studying those amazing, deep brown, eyes. I smiled and she looked puzzled.

"What?" She said while checking herself. "Have I got something on me?"

"No," I smiled. "I'm just trying to figure out your accent. It's faint, but it's there. I know Australians and New Zealanders get insulted when Americans mix them up. So, don't get pissed, but are you from somewhere in that region?"

Yui laughed, "Nicely done. You managed to ask what can be a difficult question without insulting an entire continent. My mom's great-grandparents emigrated from Japan after the war. My great-grandparents were very traditional Japanese and kept my grandmother close. They arranged for her to meet the son of a well-respected family and they got married. They then had my mother. They weren't nearly as strict and, let's just say my mom wasn't as bound by tradition as her parents and grandparents."

Her parents met in high school and began secretly dating. Evidently, it was something of a scandal when her parents discovered that they were together. It took some time before Yui's father was accepted by her grandparents. Her father had worked his ass off to learn Japanese. The ice was broken permanently when he came for dinner and didn't speak English for the entire evening. Her parents were stunned and impressed. His speech and language were by no means perfect, but it showed how much he cared for their daughter and how much he respected them.

They married a couple of years later. He had gotten a good job with an American company and had eventually transferred to the United States and our town. Yui was born here a couple of years later. So, she has dual citizenship, United States and Australia. I think that's really cool. I've never known anyone who had dual citizenship before.

I spent a number of evenings sitting in Yui's section talking and getting to know her. Tonight was another step on the road to friendship.

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One night, after I left the diner, but before I started driving, I texted Zoe.

Ethan: 'Hey, let's grab dinner and talk. As fancy as you'd like.'

A few minutes later I got a response.

Zoe: 'Ooooh Fancy! I love Fancy! I just made reservations for 8:00 at The Fountain Grille. My treat! Get dressed up! Luv ya bro! I'll see you there!'

Ethan: 'You don't want to ride together?'

Zoe: 'Nah, let's just meet.'

Huh, okay...

After mom's previous statement about Zoe's vulnerability and susceptibility, her casual 'Luv ya bro' immediately concerned me.

When I got home, I took a shower, shaved and got dressed. I put on a grey suit with white pinstripes and a black, silky shirt and no tie. I thought that I looked pretty good, even if I was a little full of myself.

Zoe had arrived before me, was waiting at the door and I had the opportunity to observe her before she saw me. She was wearing a sparkly, black mini-dress. The shockingly short skirt barely covered her magnificent ass. Not only was it scandalously short, it was slit on the sides. She was either wearing shorts or her bikini panties were peeking through the slits. In either case, the view was making my dick twitch. It was sleeveless, with a cowl collar that dipped dangerously and sexily between her obviously braless breasts.

As I approached Zoe, the sight of her in the silky mini-dress was momentarily rendering me speechless. She grinned at my expression.

"Zoe," I murmured, "Don't take this the wrong way, but you're fucking gorgeous!"

Her smile was immediate and radiant, "Ethan, how could I possibly take that the wrong way?" She brushed her lips against mine and whispered, "Thank you." She slipped her hand into mine and we turned to the front door of the restaurant. I was more than stunned by her breathtaking appearance and the gentle kiss. I simply followed along to the door.

The maître d greeted Zoe, "Good evening Ms. Thompson, it's lovely to see you again. Who is your handsome friend?" Before I could introduce myself as her brother, Zoe said, "This is my date, Ethan." Then she issued a very un-Zoe-like, ultra-feminine giggle, "If he plays his cards right, maybe he'll be Mr. Zoe or more accurately Ethan Thompson." Once again, Zoe had stunned me into speechlessness. She looked over her shoulder, winked and giggled again.

"Well, the future Mr. Ethan Thompson, the two of you make a stunning couple. I envy you. Will you please follow me?" I nodded and stepped aside to let Zoe follow him, while leading me inside. We arrived at a private booth in a remote corner of the restaurant and Zoe slid in and sat down. I sat, and Zoe patted beside her. I slid in until our knees rubbed together. It was very intimate and sexy. My mind was swirling. She grabbed my hand and placed it on her knee, sliding it to the inside. My hand was positioned so that my pinky and ring finger were dangerously close to her very intimate parts.

I looked at her in confusion. "Zoe, what are you doing?"

She grinned shyly and shrugged. "I like it when you touch me. She reddened, and whispered, "I really like it when you look at me the way you do. You look at me with a real hunger, like you can't wait to fuck the living shit outta me. Is that what you want?"

Stunned, I wasn't sure how to respond to that. I sat there, completely still, my hand burning on her knee, mere inches from the silky heaven of her pussy. I wanted to slide it further, being fairly certain that it would be welcomed, but, remembering mom's warning and using all of my willpower, I withdrew my hand. Her expression turned from hopeful joy, to trepidation and fear. Her chin dropped and she stared at the table.

I took her hands in mine and then reached up, lifted her chin and turned her head to look at me. "Zoe, you need to tell me what is going on."

There were tears rolling down her cheeks. "Don't you want me?"

I chuckled, "You have no idea how much I want you. You are gorgeous, hot and sexy. My dick is sooo hard for you right now."

She blushed again and grinned. She looked into my eyes.

"But," I said and her face fell. "You gotta tell me what's goin' on." I dropped my voice, "You are my sister and, you gotta admit, taking this any further would be kinda weird. Wouldn't it?"

Her hopeful smile returned, "You do want me, then?"

"Oh my God," I said, dropping my voice again. "Again, you have no idea how hard I am for you right now. I'm just hoping that I'm not staining my pants. But, really, you have to tell me what is going on."

She giggled, reached down and found the red-hot, iron bar that was my cock. "Oh my..."

"Careful," I muttered, "this could get messy in a hurry..."

She giggled, squeezed it gently, patted it and withdrew her hand. She put both hands in mine and looked me in the eye.

Just then, our server stepped up and startled us. She giggled, "Sorry about that! Good evening, my name is Jillian and I'll be taking care of you this evening." Then she asked, "Could I start you with something to drink?" She set the menus down in front of us.

I glanced at Zoe and she shrugged and nodded. "Could we each have a glass of your house white wine?"

"Certainly, sir, would you like an appetizer?" With that Zoe giggled and ran a finger through the palm of my hand, making my dick jump. I glared at her and she giggled again.

The server grinned knowingly as I said, "I don't think so, thank you."

She turned and left and I said, "You are evil."

Zoe laughed out loud, and said, "Do you want me to stop?"

"I'm not crazy, so no." I said exasperated. "But, some discretion would be nice..."

She was still giggling when the server returned with the wine. I don't know shit about wine, so I deferred to Zoe. She took a sip and told the server that it was fine. I asked if we could have a few minutes because we hadn't looked at the menu. She said that she would be back.

I looked at the menu. There were items that were beyond my experience, like truffle risotto and foie gras, items that were very familiar like ribeye and prime rib, and some other items which held no interest for me whatsoever. Continued examination revealed several which piqued my interest.

Zoe didn't even bother to look at the menu. I looked at her questioningly. She grinned, "I love the lobster ravioli with a salad. That's what I get when I come here. When you said; fancy earlier, I immediately started looking forward to it."

I chuckled, "Okay, then."

"What are you going to get?" She asked.

"I think I want seared scallops with some broccoli." I said.

She smiled, "That sounds good."

The server returned and asked if we were ready. "Yes, we are." I responded and ordered for both of us. Then I asked if we could have about a half hour before being served. She said that wasn't a problem.

I turned to Zoe, took her hands in mine and said, "I know you and Brad broke up over something terrible. Mom said that you were very vulnerable and I had to be careful with you. She said some other shit that isn't important, but that I needed to ask you about it."

She hung her head for a moment, then started talking. "That dickhead Brad..."

I snort-laughed, "Is that his name now?"

She paused, thought about it and then kind of snorted also, "Yeah, I guess it is."

I smiled, "Okay, sounds fair. I'm sorry I interrupted, go ahead..."

She squeezed my hands, "No problem. Anyway, last year that dickhead Brad started making snide comments about my figure. Or 'lack of one' as he was fond of saying. He criticized my 'teeny-tiny-teenage-tits'..."

I rolled my eyes and muttered, "Nice alliteration..."

She sharply squeezed my hands, "Asshole..."

I contritely said, "Sorry," but still smirked.

She smirked in return, "No you're not sorry, and you're not wrong either, but let me tell my story."

I shrugged, but said nothing.

"Anywayyyy, his hurtful comments didn't stop there, though those alone were bad enough. He said that my lips were too thin and I should think about collagen." She paused and took a shaky breath. Obviously, recalling this was causing her a great deal of distress.

I hadn't been comfortable with staying silent before, but this was too much. I quietly exploded, "That fuckin' asshole!!! I can't fucking believe that he had the fucking balls to say that to you. I'm gonna fucking kick his fuckin' ass!!!"

Unbelievably, Zoe started giggling. "Five f-bombs in a couple of sentences, that's pretty impressive."

I stared at her, "Zoe? Zoe, what the fuck?"

She kept giggling as she tried to tell me what was so funny. "I knew you would react like that. That's why I told mom that I wanted to tell you. You know when you get that pissed your face actually turns purple!" She kept giggling.

I continued to stare at her. "You knew that I would get this angry?"

Amazingly, she was still giggling. "Oh, there was never a doubt in my mind." She leaned in and gave me the sweetest kiss on my lips. "Thank you for that." She whispered seriously. "You make me feel safe and loved. I can't tell you how much I love you for that."

She turned pink with embarrassment. She kissed me again, her tongue brushing my lips. "You also won't believe how wet I am for you right now."

I was stunned speechless.

She grinned. "While I have you unable to speak, I will tell you the rest of it. He also told me that my ass was too fat. He said that because of my teeny-tiny-teenage-tits and my huge ass, I looked like a pear. He was almost embarrassed to be seen with me. Along with collagen, I needed to go to the gym and also get a boob job. I was so angry, hurt and almost totally homicidal. I really wanted to fuckin' kill him! I walked out to cool off, but had forgotten my car keys. At first, I didn't want to go back in. I stood outside for a minute trying to decide what to do. Then I figured, 'fuck it' and walked back in to him on the phone, his back to me.

Apparently, he didn't hear me come back in and I heard him say, 'Yeah, she stormed out and I don't think she'll be back for a while. I think I can get away and come to see you. I'll be there in about fifteen minutes. Love you.'

He turned around and saw me. I'm not sure that I've ever seen a human being turn that pale. He said, 'I guess you heard that.' I just stared at him. 'Okay, I can explain. It's not what it sounded like.'

I smirked as I said, 'If I were to give you that opportunity, I'm sure the story would be priceless. But, I'm not going to. Go ahead and go to her, or him, or whatever.'

He was insulted, 'I'm not gay!'

I sighed and shrugged, 'I didn't think you were a cheater, either. So, I guess anything is possible. Here's what is going to happen. Actually, here are a couple of options. You leave, I clean out my stuff and you come back in the morning. I'll be gone. Or you stay and I clean out my stuff while you watch. I don't give a shit. But, I'll be gone by morning.'

I took off my engagement ring and threw it at him. The little weasel actually ducked and then scrambled around looking for it. 'There, now you've got something to give your whore.'

He said, 'Hey, she's not a whore.'

'She was fucking you while she knew you were engaged. I'm not sure what else to call her.' I snapped back. Wisely, he didn't say anything else, just slinked out the door."

My jaw was on my chest. She chuckled and pushed it closed. "Holy shit! I had no idea that you had gone through that. I'm sorry that I wasn't there for you."

She shrugged, "Honestly, I needed mom more than anything. She was able to help me sort through the bullshit and my emotions." She grinned, "After she caught me showing you my butt, we had a long talk. Then, after she 'caught' (air quotes) us on the couch we had another one. I basically told her to butt out. You and I are adults and we can decide what we can and will do and how far to go. I said that if she has a problem with what we decide, we can move out. She doesn't want that, so we're free to do whatever we want. She just doesn't want to see or know about it. She also doesn't want dad to know. She doesn't care except that she doesn't want to hear from him about it. You know that his complaints would probably be non-stop and never ending. I agreed. I don't want to hear it, either.

You have made me feel good about myself again. I could tell that you genuinely found me attractive and that's why I was teasing you. It did make me feel good and I had fun teasing you. So, what do you think? What are we going to do about it? I know what I want. Do you know what you want?"

I was completely speechless. The food came and I didn't need to respond immediately. That was good, because I didn't know what to say. We started on our food, which was excellent, by the way, and we, and by we, I mean me, spoke very little.

Eventually, Zoe nudged me with her knee, "You doin' okay little bro?"

I gave her a little grin, "Yeah, but just a little surprised, I guess. I mean, mom said that you were struggling, and I needed to hear about it from you, but I didn't expect you to want, ummm, uhhh, well... me!" I paused for a moment. "I thought we were sport-flirting, you know, just kinda teasing."

She chuckled, "Well, I suppose that I should have anticipated that you would never have expected that. I know that we've been flirting hard recently and I've been teasing you relentlessly, but why would I think that you would really expect to have sex?"

I didn't have an answer, so I remained silent.

She laughed, "Honestly, I just figured you're a guy and sex is sex, isn't it?"

I just stared at her for a moment. Then I murmured, "No, not really, not when it's your sister..."

She briefly covered her face. "Just forget that I'm your sister for a minute. Do you want me?"

I didn't hesitate, "Yes, almost unbelievably so."

She flushed and said, "Good, me too. Let's finish our meal and go home and get in bed. I am so horny right now, I could scream." She flashed a sexy grin that made my dick jump. "But, I think I'll hold that for later!"

Once again, she caused my jaw to drop and render me speechless. She laughed, reached up and closed my mouth. "I can't wait, this'll be yummy."

I grinned, "Are you talking about dessert or dessert?"

She snorted, "Why choose just one?" I shook my head and smiled.

We finished our entrees and she took my hand in hers. Jillian came back and asked if we cared for dessert.

Zoe spoke up immediately, "We'll have one tiramisu with two forks please."

Jillian smiled and said, "Very good, I'll be right back."

Zoe slipped her shoe off and ran her toes up and under my pant leg. The sexy contact made me shiver. She grinned and giggled. Jillian returned with the sweet treat.

We started feeding each other small bites. It was very good, but the anticipation of what was coming was killing me. Evidently, Zoe was feeling the same. We only had a few bites each. She called Jillian back, asked for a to-go container and the check. She settled up and we were on our way. Jillian said that she would call the valet to retrieve our cars.

At the front door, she kissed me deeply and said, "See you soon, little bro..." her husky, raspy voice reverberating in my hard cock. The back of her hand brushed that throbbing rod and a little moan escaped my throat as she giggled sexily. She turned abruptly and swayed away. I was frozen as I stared at her magnificent ass.

The valet kid stood next to me and watched her also. "You gonna meet her somewhere?"

I recovered a little, grinned and bragged, "Yeah, my house and then my bed. I'm pretty sure."

He gave a low whistle of appreciation, "Dude, I envy you." He gave me my keys and a fist bump. "She is smokin' hot!"

I took my keys, handed him a good tip for both cars, grinned and said, "Don't I know it."

I got in the car, started it and took a deep breath before starting to drive. I needed to stay calm and under control so that I didn't fly recklessly home. I didn't need a ticket or to crash and chance missing this.

Zoe's car was in the driveway and I parked behind her. I went in through the garage and dad's car wasn't there, so we would avoid any awkward moments. I knew that Zoe had said that she had spoken with mom, but...

I walked first into the mud room and then the kitchen, but Zoe was nowhere to be found. I went upstairs and looked in her bedroom and she wasn't there. I glanced in mom and dad's room and unsurprisingly, she wasn't there. I stepped into my bedroom and she was standing at the end of my bed, looking surprisingly nervous. Though, her nervous energy was tinged with excitement. Or, maybe I was projecting because I was certainly excited about finally getting to see her completely naked. I had plenty of teasing glimpses and a few excruciatingly tempting touches, but, this was going to be the real thing. I think... I hope... oh god... I pray that this is real and not an elaborate tease. I am so hard right now that if she touches my dick, it'll probably go off in her hand.

I noticed that she had removed her shoes, but otherwise remained fully dressed. She had a very serious expression on her face.

I gently smiled, "Zoe? Is something wrong?"

"Yes... no... uhhh... maybe..." she was obviously uncomfortable. She sighed, "Have I pressured you into doing this? I mean, if you're not sure, I'm not going to hold it against you."

I wrapped her in my arms and kissed her deeply. Then I nuzzled into her neck and kissed down towards her shoulder. "Baby, I am soooo sure..." I let my hands drift down to her butt, finally cupping what had been driving me crazy for weeks. It was even better than I imagined, firm, but smooth and soft. I pulled her hips slightly towards mine. I didn't jam my hard cock into her, but I made sure she could feel it. As I continued to caress her butt, she rubbed against my manhood.

She moaned, almost inaudibly, and then sought my lips with hers. She mumbled against them, "So, I'm guessing that's affirmation that I feel."

"Mmm-hmmm...," was my response. She sucked my bottom lip between her lips, and ran her tongue along it. My dick jumped and she giggled, "You like that?"

I just groaned and slid back. She tried to follow. I gave her a light kiss and separated completely. She looked confused. I said, "I think before we get too deeply into this, I'm gonna close and lock your door and mine. That way, when mom and dad come home, they're not checking our rooms. Not that they would, but why tempt fate?"

"Holy shit bro, that's good thinkin'." She grinned.

I bowed, "I thank you, gentle lady."

She grinned, "Okay, okay quit screwing around and get the show on the road."

I laughed, "On it!"

I stepped to Zoe's room, closed and locked the door. I came through our Jack and Jill bathroom, returned to my room and repeated the process. When I turned around, Zoe hadn't moved.

I stepped up to her and nuzzled her neck. She whimpered and it made me smile. Gently kissing her neck made her shiver, so I did it again and then teasingly licked her. She whimpered again. I slipped my hands around to the back of the dress and started feeling around for the zipper. After a few moments of this groping, Zoe started giggling.

"Looking for something?" She asked.

I huffed, "The zipper!"

She slithered out of my arms, giggling the entire time. She reached up and under her arm, caught the tab and unzipped the dress on the side.

I threw my hands up. "How the fuck was I supposed to find that? I've never seen a zipper there before!"

She laughed out loud. "Duhhh... That's the idea!!!"

I growled and she laughed again. Then she turned around, did some chick-magic to get her arms out and pulled the dress over her head. She looked over her shoulder at me, tossed the dress over the back of my desk chair, covered her breasts with her hands and turned to face me. Standing there in her tiny, black silk, bikini panties and nothing else, made me smile.

I said, "Not only is Brad a dickhead..." which made Zoe smile, "he is an absolute moron. Zoe, you are stunning!"

She blushed and slowly dropped her hands, revealing her perfect little boobs. My eyes immediately dipped to absorb my first full view of them. My jaw dropped and then my eyes went to her face. Her smile was radiant as she saw that my awe of her beauty was genuine.

She snickered as she looked me up and down. "Kinda overdressed aren't you?"

"Huh?" I mumbled.

She snuggled up to me and brushed her lips against mine. "Well, brother, I'm nearly naked and you are still completely dressed." Then she stepped back. "I'm wondering if you really want any of this," as she gestured to her body.

I have never gotten down to my boxers so quickly in my life. Zoe was giggling at the flying clothing. I was actually breathing hard by the time I got my clothes off and not in a good way.

She kind of cocked her head to the side and asked, "Are you okay?"

I took a moment to breathe and then slid up to her, wrapping my arms around her. The feel of her body on mine was almost indescribable... but I'm going to try. Her nipples were hard spikes pressed into my chest. The flesh of the rest of her breasts were everything that I imagined it would be. My hands slipped to her butt and I reveled in the firm softness. I adjusted my hands and slipped into her bikini panties.

Zoe snarked, "Did I say that you could do that?"

I smirked in response, "I figured that it was implied because you are otherwise completely naked. Or was that an erroneous assumption?" To emphasize my point, I lightly squeezed her butt. I may have also slipped a few fingers between her cheeks. Her moan was barely audible, but since we were so close, it was unmistakable.

I chuckled, "I take it that's a no..."

She pushed me away, "Yes, no, grrrr... Okay, I may have liked that, but..."

"Heh, you said butt..." I grinned.

She rolled her eyes, "You are such a guy..."

I was still grinning when I said, "But I thought that's what you liked..."

She rolled her eyes again, this time so hard I swear I heard it when she did. But then she leapt and wrapped her legs around me. She also leaned in and kissed me, her kiss so gentle and sensual that it made my dick jump and I moaned.

She wriggled against it and said, "I take it you like that."

I turned to my bed, backed up and sat down. Zoe quickly realized my intention and unwrapped her legs so I didn't sit on them. She pressed forward and I lay down on the bed with her lying on my chest. I scooted back to the center of the bed and she came with me.

She snorted with laughter, "Very impressive."

I did my best Elvis, "Why thank you, thankyouverymuch..."

She laughed again, giving me the response I desired. She leaned in and repeated the soft and sensual kiss. Suddenly, I didn't feel like making her laugh, I was feeling something much, much different.

I pulled my hands out of the tiny bikini panties and slipped them between us to cup her boobs. She adjusted how she was lying on me to give me room. As I got more room, my fingers and thumbs found her excited nipples, pinching and twirling them. Zoe started squirming and leaned in to kiss me and as she was squirming, I realized what she was doing. She was wriggling out of her panties. That seemed like a really, really good idea, so I helped her with that before shedding my own. She was now lying on top of me, and we were both completely naked. The realization of that fact, amazingly, made me harder. She reached between us and lightly grasped my cock. Given the amount of stimulation over the last couple of hours, I was somewhat shocked that I didn't come on the spot.

She sat up, scooted to line up, raised herself up and sank down; her hot, wet, luscious pussy cocooning my sensitive, rock hard dick in one smooth motion. The feeling was astonishing, both physically and emotionally. I was deep in my sister. Staring at her face, her wonder was evident, eyes wide. She looked down at me and smiled.

"Ethan," she moaned, "you're in me. You're in my pussy and you're so deep! You feel so fucking good! Oh my god, I never imagined that it would feel so good. I'm so full! If I'd have known how good this would feel, I would have done this ten years ago!"

It probably wasn't completely rational, given where we were and what we were doing, but I started laughing. "Not sure how well that would have worked, I was eleven..."

She giggled, "Yyyyeeeaaahhh, probably best to have waited..."

"But," I said, "now that we're here..." I raised my hips and drove my cock as deeply into her as I could.

"Ohhhh, Ethan, fuck meeee..." she moaned, "Fuck me so good..."

I rolled us over, raised up on my arms, withdrew and then drove into her again... and again... and again... it seemed like hours. She was thrashing around, moaning, "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me little brother..."

I knew that she was my sister, that I'm her brother, but hearing her say it, call me little brother, drove me over the edge. "Oh god, sis, I'm commming..."

Zoe, seemingly realizing that little brother got me, emphasized the words again. "Ethan, little brother, drill me, fill me, fill up your nasty sisterrr!!!" She howled.

Her dirty talk spurred me to move my hips faster and faster, they had to have been a blur. I was driving her into the bed as she continued to moan, howl and screech. I finally collapsed on Zoe, exhausted.

She started laughing, "Tired from all that effort, little brother?"

Hearing the little brother again, made my dick twitch in her pussy. She felt it and she giggled. "Ready for more, little brother? Can't get enough of your big sister?" I twitched again and she laughed out loud.

She pushed on me, flipping us over, never separating. She leaned down and kissed me, thrusting her hips down, burying my dick as deeply as she could in her pussy. She paused, squeezing, releasing, squeezing, releasing and my dick responded by not deflating one iota. In fact, I'm not sure that I was ever harder, longer or fatter in my life.

She raised up, just trapping my crown in her lips and continued to massage it. Squeeze, release, squeeze, release, squeeze, release, slide slowly, so slowly, settle, squeeze, release, squeeze, release, squeeze, release, raise up, slowly, so slowly, pause at the top, squeeze and hold. Her control was incredible. I had never experienced anything so deliberately sexy in my life. She slowly repeated her descent and settled completely. I pulled her down into a deep kiss.

"Zoe, you feel sooo good..." I moaned.

She smiled. "Can I get on the bottom again? I need you to..." She paused, tantalizing me, and then repeated "drill me, fill me, fill up your nasty sister!!!"

I growled with a smile, "Whatever you say... whatever you need..."

I flipped us over, driving her into the bed again. Again and again and again, building the speed in my hips, drilling her to the bed.

"Ethan, Ethan, Ethan, I'm comingggg!!! Ohmygodohmygodohmygod..." Zoe shrieked. Her head fell to the pillow, "Oh god, stop, stop, stop, no more..."

I stopped, withdrew and slipped to the side. I noticed that everything between our waists and knees was soaking wet. I got up, went to the bathroom, got a couple of warm, wet washcloths and a towel. After cleaning myself up, I went back to Zoe. Her eyes were closed and she was breathing slowly and steadily. I don't know if she was asleep, but I was very gentle as I used both washcloths to clean her up and then patted her dry. I couldn't resist as I leaned in and placed a gentle kiss on her swollen, enflamed pussy. I heard a noise and I looked up at her.

She had opened one eye and was peering at me. "Really? Can't get enough?"

I grinned, "Sorry, I couldn't resist..."

She closed her eyes, "Okay, but I'm done. Get up here and bring the sheet. We're sleeping together tonight." She paused, "Little brother..."

I was snuggled beside her at the "Little brother..." and she felt my dick jump again.

She giggled, "I think you really, really, like "Little brother..."

"Mayyybeee..." I snickered.

"Uh-huh..." was the last thing I heard before her little snort and squeak.

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The alarm on my phone jarred me out of sleep. I looked at the clock on the screen and groaned. I was regretting, a little, but not much, my decision to meet with Zoe on a Wednesday night, given my early Thursdays. I dragged myself out of bed. Went to relieve myself and then I almost started my morning preparation, before thinking that I should clean up my room. I retrieved Zoe's sexy dress, the memories of her wearing it making me smile. I picked up her bikini panties and then dropped them in her laundry hamper. I hung up her dress in her closet. I turned down her bed.

I went back into my room, approached Zoe in my bed. I looked down at her and smiled, she looked so adorable, all peaceful and comfortable. I hated to disturb her, but she needed to be in her own bed if or, more likely when, Mom checked in on her. I know she and Zoe agreed that she wouldn't make an issue of us, but there was no reason to unnecessarily poke the bear. I leaned down and kissed her on the forehead. Her eyes fluttered open and she smiled gently at me.

"Good morning," I whispered.

"Hey," she answered, "What time is it?"

I grinned, "You really don't wanna know."

She groaned, "That early? Shit! Just lemme sleep."

"I kinda figured it'd be better if Mom didn't find you in my bed." I shrugged.

She gave an 'ehhhh...' kind of gesture. Then, surprising me, raised her arms and said, "Carry me to my bed."

I chuckled, peeled the sheet back, revealing her luscious nude body and my dick reacted predictably. She laughed, took it quickly in her mouth, licked from balls to tip. I groaned and she giggled. I bent over, slipped my arms under her and picked her up, her arms sliding around my neck. As I stood, her lips met mine.

We kissed quickly and gently as I carried her through the bathroom and into her room. I lay her down. As I went to cover her with her sheets and blankets, she stopped me. "Join me in here." Her eyes sparkling wickedly, she said, "Fuck your big sister, little brother..." She spread her legs invitingly.

My dick throbbed. I wanted to climb between her legs. I wanted to so badly, but with a determination that I didn't know I possessed, said, "I can't. I gotta take a shower and get to work. If you're up for it, I'll take a rain check until tonight."

She pouted, momentarily. Then the impish, seductive grin was back. "On one condition."

I narrowed my eyes with suspicion, "What?"

"Text me when you leave. Meet me in my room naked. I will be just like this. Then you must do whatever is necessary to make me come multiple times." She started laughing.

I grinned, "I'll see what I can do with this punishment..."

She said firmly, "See that you do, mister!!!" Then she giggled.

I leaned in and kissed her again. "Anything else?"

She tapped her lips with a finger, "I'll think about it and let you know."

I leaned back in and kissed her one last time this morning. "I can't wait..."

I showered, dressed and peaked back in to her bedroom. Either she was asleep or pretending to be. I quietly left the room. I grabbed some coffee in a travel cup and went to the office. I really didn't feel like risking running into Mom.

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My mentor had a busy day scheduled, so, by extension, I had a busy day. He had scheduled some training for me. We didn't leave for the day until after 7:00 pm. He apologized and said that we, and he emphasized we, were taking a three-day weekend. I was stunned, very pleasantly surprised, and thanked him profusely. He laughed, patted me on the shoulder and said, "See ya on Monday, kid."

I got in my car and immediately texted Zoe.

Ethan: 'Hey, on my way. Guess what? Got a 3 day wknd!!! Yayyyy!!!'

It took longer than I figured it would for her response. When it came, I was happily surprised.

Zoe: 'Great!!! Me too!!! Be nkd tonight and all wknd!!! Yay!!!!'

I stared at my phone. Then I grinned.

Ethan: 'Will I need protein?!?!'

Zoe: 'LOL without a doubt!!!'

I had another thought.

Ethan: 'Mom? Dad?'

Zoe: 'Fuck em!!!'

I shook my head, laughed and tapped my phone,

Ethan: 'Ummm, no thanks?'

Zoe: '????????????????'

I just grinned.

I got home about twenty minutes later. Dad was nowhere to be seen and mom was sitting in front of the TV. I nuked and grabbed the plate that she had left for me in the microwave. I tried to slip past, but she noticed me.

"Another late night?" She asked.

I sighed, "Yeah, we had a very full day. I'm pretty wrecked."

She glanced upstairs. "I think Zoe's waiting for you."

I froze. "Ummm, what?"

She didn't look at me again. "You guys need to hold it down." She got up and went to her room.

I was stunned.

I went upstairs and into my room. As she promised, she was naked in my bed. She smirked, "You're supposed to be naked, too."

I shook my head, "Mom was downstairs. I'm thinkin' that might have been a little awkward."

Zoe howled with laughter. "Oh, I don't know, I would've like to have seen that!!!"

I grunted, "Uh-huh..."

She sat up. "Well, now that you're here, do a little striptease for me..."

I whined, "Can I eat something first?"

She grinned, lay back and spread her legs. "I've got something for you to eat right here!"

I set my plate aside and started ripping off my shoes, socks and jeans.

She laughed, "Hey, hey, hey, slow down..."

I stopped, then proceeded more slowly. "I'm anything but an accomplished stripper." I stopped again. "Mom had a message for us."

She sat up, an expression of curiosity on her face. "What?"

I shook my head, "She said, and I quote, 'You guys need to hold it down.'"

Her jaw dropped and then she started giggling. "Anything else?"

I just shook my head.

"Holy shit!" She smirked.

"I know, right?" I snorted.

She looked at me, looked down at her pussy and said, "Hey, this thing is not gonna lick itself!"

I pulled my shirt off and got a good whiff of myself. "Uhhhh," I said. "I'm gonna take a shower first."

She laughed, "Really?"

"Yyyyeeeaaahhh..." I said. "I spent the day on the factory floor learning how to operate some of the equipment. I sweat my ass off and I'm more than a little ripe..."

Zoe whined, "Awe come on, I already took a shower."

I laughed, "I didn't say that you needed one. I said that I am in desperate need of one." I pulled off the rest of my clothes. There was no mistaking that I was ready for Zoe, however.

She perused my length and girth. "Looks like I'm not the only one who is rarin' to go."

I grinned, "I know, I know, but, trust me, you don't want any part of this..."

She sighed, climbed out of my bed and headed for the bathroom, "You comin'?" she threw over her shoulder.

I followed her into the bathroom.

"I'm going to give you a treat," she told me.

"Oh yeah?" I smirked.

"I'm gonna help you with your shower!" she giggled.

"Ummm, okaaayyy..." I answered. "Uhhhh, please don't make me smell like you...."

"Hey!!!" she laughed, "watch it!"

(I should take a moment to explain. Seeing as the bathroom is a shared space, Zoe and I each have our own places to keep things. There are several shelves in the shower. I have one, I repeat one, shelf for my Old Spice Body Wash and Shampoo, shaving cream and razor... at the bottom of the rack of shelves. My deodorant clings to a space on the vanity. Zoe has, let's say... several shelves, drawers, etc. Hence my concern at smelling like Zoe.)

I immediately backtracked out of a sense of self-preservation. "I didn't say that I don't love the way you smell, I do. I just meant that I don't want to smell like you."

She laughed again, "Nice save..."

I laughed, relieved. She busied herself getting the temperature right and getting washcloths, scrubbers, sponges, etc.

I watched in fascination. "What's all that for?" Normally, I have the body wash, shampoo and me, wasn't sure what the requirement was for everything else.

She turned and peered at me as though she was seeing me for the first time. She stared for a moment, then grinned and said, "Shut up and get in the shower, you Neanderthal!!!"

"Ma'am, yes ma'am." Then laughed and did what I was told. She entered the shower and pulled the doors closed. She told me to turn my back to her. I watched over my shoulder, fascinated. She drizzled, I'm not sure that I knew my body wash would drizzle, but anyway... She drizzled the body wash on a fluffy scrubber and started scrubbing at my shoulders. It was scratchy, but somehow felt good and refreshing. The magic of the scrubber turned my body wash into a mountain of sudsy, bubbles. She kicked my feet apart and ran the thing between my thighs, the scrubber tickling my balls. I yelped in surprise and she laughed and then smacked me.

"Shut-up!" She growled.

"Okay, okay!!!" I muttered.

She used a washcloth to wash my butt. Then, she worked her way down to my feet and then used the shower wand to rinse me off. When she was done, she had me turn around. Honestly, the whole thing felt pretty good so far. She repeated the process on my front. When she got done with the scrubber she used the washcloth on my junk. She was very gentle. She used the wand to rinse me off again. Then she had me turn around again and washed my hair.

This is where things got very interesting, very sensuous and extremely sensual. She was rubbing and sliding against my back. I felt every inch of her. The soft swell of her breasts, the hard points of her nipples, the mild scratchiness of her trimmed bush. My dick, which had deflated to about half-hard condition, became very interested in the proceedings at this point and came to full attention. She used the wand one last time, rinsing my hair and my back again. She had me turn and made sure all of the residual suds from the shampoo were gone. She hung up the wand, turned back into me and drew me into a deep kiss.

She sank to her knees, looked up at me and grinned, "Well, well, well, what do we have here?"

With no hesitation, she sucked the crown into her mouth and swirled her tongue around it. My knees buckled. She giggled. "Like that?"

I grunted something like, "Uh-huh..."

She took my whole cock into her mouth and sucking lightly before withdrawing and standing up. "Thought you might..."

She turned, turned off the shower and then stepped out. "Cmon..."

I was completely under her spell and simply did her bidding. She handed me a towel, "Get dry and meet me in bed." She grinned up at me, "You have some work to do." I nodded and proceeded to dry myself off. I ran a comb through my hair and followed her into my room.

She was lying on my bed, not completely spread-eagled, but there wasn't anything demure about her position, either. I crawled into bed, sliding in next to her.

She kind of frowned, "What're you doing?"

I drew her into a kiss. She melted into it and then repeated, "What are you doing?"

I didn't respond, other than to kiss her again. I felt her tiny smile, so I knew that she wasn't as upset as she was pretending to be. I slid around to her ear, nibbling and whispering nonsense, which was more about causing chills than communicating. She shivered and continued to shiver and snuggle into me. Sliding down, she turned her head to allow full access to the smooth skin of her neck. I kissed, nibbled and licked my way down. I found the hollow there, kissing and licking more. She shivered and sighed, showing her desire.

I worked my way down and found the very erect nipples on her pert, warm B-cup boobs. As I found my way to each of them, I worshipped the hard nubbins, alternating between the two. My tongue was stroking the left while my right hand was rubbing, pinching and pulling the right. I switched and began suckling the right. Zoe was responding as I hoped, squirming and panting, her fingers wound in my hair. I switched back and I heard her frustrated moan. I figured that I was on borrowed time and she would soon start to push me lower. I quickly switched back and forth, urgently stimulating her nipples before continuing my journey. She sighed, apparently in happiness when I continued my journey south. I licked her belly button, causing her to giggle and then moan. I quickly licked again before resuming my holy pilgrimage to the Promised Land.

I slid down the smooth, warm skin of Zoe's tummy, kissing and licking the entire distance. I took a small detour to further enjoy her firm tummy with the hint of abs. There was nothing masculine about Zoe, not even the soft ridges of her abs. It just made her even sexier. Evidently, I was taking too much time savoring the contours of her belly, because she began to gently press me to the south. I resisted momentarily, just to give her a hard time... which earned me a smack on the top of my head... undoubtedly well deserved.

As I resumed my trek, I was rewarded with a sweet sigh. I arrived at the beginning of the neatly trimmed bush which protected the virtue of my lady. Well, I suppose that was what nature intended it to do. What it actually did was provide a herald for the wonders ahead. I nuzzled into the short fur which earned me another sigh. I spent a moment allowing the hair to tickle my nose, before proceeding. I didn't spend too much time as I really didn't want to sneeze, assuming that reaction would be a sure mood killer...

I slipped past her pussy, kissing down the inside of her thighs. I loved the feeling of her smooth skin on my lips. I ran my fingertips down the outside of her thighs and her shiver made me smile. I switched thighs and worked my way back up, and paused just shy of her treasure. She was apparently done with foreplay and grabbed my ears.

I snickered and said, "Okay, okay, I get it."

She smirked, "You'd better, or you won't!"

I smirked in response, "On it!"

I returned to her pussy. Then, I slowly and gently licked her delicate lips, her aroma intoxicating. I kept my strokes light because I wanted her to want more. She pushed down a bit and I backed away a little. I heard a huff of frustration and it made me smile. She relaxed and I returned to gently kiss her pussy. She sighed and tried to increase my contact. I backed away again. She growled and I laughed which earned me a pinch on my nose. Message received. I slipped a finger inside and was a little surprised at how wet she was. She was apparently very worked up. Maybe she had been playing with herself before I got home. Before long, my face was covered and she was breathing hard.

"Oh god, Ethan, that's so good." She panted. "Harder, use another finger, oh, oh, ohhhh..."

Her breath caught and I thought she was going to come. But, she gasped, "Ethan, put it in, put your cock in. I want your cock in when I come. Hurry up, Ethan, come on, come on, now, now, NOW!!!"

I was scrambling to get up to get my cock lined up and in. I slammed home and felt the pulses of her orgasm beginning and ramping up with amazing intensity. Her legs wrapped around my waist as I rode her.

"Kiss me Ethan..." she cried. "Kiss me, I need your love, Ethan!!! Keep fucking meeee!!! I need your dick, I need it hard and fast! Come for me, little brother, come hard for meeee!!!" I kissed her deeply while hammering her pussy. The little brother worked, as it always did. I blasted her pussy with rope after rope of my rich cream. Her legs fell to the bed as I collapsed on her.

"Ooofff..." she moaned sarcastically. "Easy there, buddy..."

I snorted as I slid off to the side. "Sorry..."

Zoe snuggled to my side, her arm across my chest. "Kiss me, little brother..."

Predictably, my dick twitched, and she laughed. "Still can't get enough of your big sister, huh?"

I kissed her and said, "No, not really." I felt the smile through the kiss. We lay there for a few minutes and I thought she had fallen asleep.

She hadn't. She got up and headed towards either the bathroom or her room. "Not sleeping together tonight?" I asked sleepily.

"No, um, yeah we are, but I'm gonna clean us up." She said.

"Oh," I replied. She spent a few minutes in the bathroom, came out with a warm washcloth and towel. She washed me off, dried me, went back into the bathroom and then came back to bed.

She gave me a sweet kiss and settled in beside me. "G'night..." she mumbled before I heard the faint snorts of her sleeping. Gee, that was quick. To be fair, I was probably just as quick.

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I woke up Friday morning, glanced over at Zoe and she was still deeply asleep. I slipped out of bed, went to the bathroom and slipped back in and thought that I hadn't woken her.

I was wrong. I snuggled back up behind her and she mumbled, "Good morning. Did you sleep well?"

I chuckled, "Crap, I didn't want to wake you up."

She smirked, "Fail!!!"

She got up and went into the bathroom. She came back in and laid down, assuming a spread-eagle position. "Hmmm, whatever should we do now, little brother?"

My semi-hard dick twitched, which caught her attention and made her snicker. She didn't say anything just reached down to gently grasp the rapidly hardening rod. I rolled over on her and up onto my rigid arms. My dick was lined up with her pussy and I pushed forward, the crown just breeching her surprisingly wet flesh.

I cocked my head, "Been thinkin' about this? Big Sis?"

Her surprised gasp and giggle confirmed that she had. "Well, little bro, suppose that I have, what are weeee..."

She didn't finish her thought as I savagely thrust my hard-on into her pussy, all the way to the hilt. Her eyes slammed shut as her legs wrapped around my hips, her feet jamming into my butt, spurring me on. There was nothing gentle about this. I was fucking my sister with everything that I had. She reached around my back, her nails digging in. We were thrashing on the bed as I jackhammered into her. Our bout from last night had me sufficiently desensitized that I was probably good for several minutes. Though, my abs might be a different matter. I slowed just a bit to save myself. I wasn't pursuing my own orgasm, I wanted Zoe to come, hard and multiple times. I had to conserve my energy to bring that result to fruition. I began to vary my tempo and power. Gauging her response, it was the correct choice.

"Oh, oh, oh, oooohhh, Ethan, don't stop, don't stop, ohhhh god, ohgodohgod, I'm commmmiiinnngggg... She stopped moaning, but I kept going. Then she started oohing and ahhing again.

Her staccato cries started again. "Ohohoh Ethan, Ethan, oh Ethan, oh little brother, I'm commming, I'm commming agaaaaiiinnn..." Suddenly, her legs and arms fell away. "Nomorenomorenomore..."

I rolled off of her and cuddled her to me. Her eyes were closed and she was still panting. We lay there for a while, bodies molded to each other, sweaty and unified.

After a while, I sensed that she was looking at me. I turned my head and laughed, she was peering at me with one eye. "What the fuck, Ethan?"

I frowned, "What?"

She raised her head, "What the fuck was that?"

I still didn't know what she was asking. I huffed, exasperated, "I have no idea what you're asking. Is there a problem?"

"A little rough?" She asked.

I frowned again, "Didn't you like it? It sure seemed like you did!"

She snorted, "I didn't say that!"

"Okay," I muttered, "What is the problem then?"

I rolled back on top of her and quickly slipped my dick into her pussy. She gasped. "Oh!"

I grinned, "So," as I began slowly fucking her again. "What would you like now? Slow and gentle?" I began ramping up. "Oooorrrr, more brutal?"

"Ohohoh," she moaned, "right there, no faster, right there, ohhhh, that's gooooddd..."

I still hadn't come and wasn't on the verge. I kept up a medium pace. Zoe whimpered, "Ethan, Ethan, ohhh, that's sooo gooood..." I kept fucking my sister. She was feeling good, and slowly realized that I hadn't come.

I heard the smirk when she murmured, "Hey, little bro, how's your big sister's pussy feel? Does your big sister's pussy feel good, little bro?"

With each big sister and little bro, my dick pulsed. She felt it. "Never gets old, does it, little bro?"

I couldn't deny it, especially since my cock was swelling with desire. She had one more "little bro..." where my resolve was broken. I pushed deeply into her and blasted her with my come once again. I leaned in and kissed her deeply, before rolling to the side.

We snuggled together and fell asleep again. After some time, I'm not sure how long, I felt her climb out of bed.

"Where ya goin'?" I asked sleepily.

She leaned back down and kissed my forehead. "I'm gonna take a shower..." I started to get up. She laughed, "Down boy, I said I'm gonna take a shower. Then I'm gonna order a surprise for tomorrow." She grinned at me. "You're gonna take a shower after me and then meet me downstairs."

I was confused, but I responded, "Okaaayyy..." She went into the bathroom and closed the door.

I just lay in bed and waited until I heard the shower stop. Then, I heard the door to her room close.

I went into the bathroom and started the shower. I quickly cleaned up and then dried off. I went back into my room and put on a pair of athletic shorts and a tee shirt. I went downstairs and Mom was in the kitchen. She glanced at me, but didn't maintain eye contact.

"Hey mom, good morning." I said cheerily.

She looked up and stared at me for a moment. Then she muttered "Yeah." She grabbed her purse and went into the garage. I heard the garage door and her car.

I got a cup of coffee and sat down. 'Gee, that was weird.' I thought.

Zoe came down a few minutes later. "I know Dad's at work. Where's Mom?" She asked.

"No idea." I said, "I said good morning, she stared at me, literally muttered 'yeah' and walked out."

Zoe laughed, "Evidently, we weren't quiet enough." She shrugged. "Let's go get lunch."

That's when I noticed that she was dressed a whole lot nicer than me. "Ummm, how fancy should I get?"

"Nice shorts and a polo shirt is fine." She smiled. "Let's go to the diner for a burger."

My eyes widened and she grinned. This was maybe my worst nightmare: my worlds were about to collide.

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I held the door for Zoe and she walked in. I walked in behind her; scanning the diner for Yui. Maybe I would be in luck and she would be off. I wasn't. She saw me, smiled hugely and started quickly towards me, but slowed and lost her grin as she realized that Zoe and I were together. I watched as her eyes flitted rapidly between us.

She stepped up and asked, "Two?" Her tone was decidedly not friendly.

I just jumped in feet first. I had two thoughts, 1. I had done nothing wrong. (Okay, that was conditional. She did not have any evidence of wrongdoing on my part... just sayin'...) 2. I had nothing to lose. "Hi Yui! How are you?"

She frowned. Maybe I was wrong and had a great deal to lose. Her response was a curt, "I'm fine. Please follow me."

We followed her and Zoe glanced at me with an amused grin. I rolled my eyes and she snorted back a laugh. Yui briefly looked back, glaring at Zoe.

We got to the booth and Yui stopped. Her "Here ya go," was anything but friendly. "Mandy will be your server. Please enjoy your meal..." was said through gritted teeth. Zoe was barely able to contain her amusement.

She turned to leave and I had to try to put a stop to this. As she turned to walk away, I said, "Yui..." She hesitated before turning back. I quickly said, "I don't believe that you've met my sister, Zoe Thompson. Zoe, this is my friend Yui Hawkins."

Yui slowly turned her head to look at me, then at Zoe and then back to me. I was actually holding my breath. "Sister?" She asked softly. Then she smiled, "Sister!"

I breathed, "Yes, sister."

Zoe stuck out her hand, "Hi Yui, it's nice to meet you. I'd like to say I know all about you, but Ethan hasn't said much."

Yui's beautiful brown eyes twinkled. "As you can probably tell from my reaction, he has said absolutely nothing about you. I was not aware that he had any siblings."

Zoe laughed, "Sounds right."

Okay, this was actually worse than I had feared.

Yui shooed me over in the booth and sat beside me. "We need to get tea or coffee and share..."

I groaned, Zoe stuck out her tongue and Yui elbowed me.

Zoe said, "That sounds wonderful. When are you off next?"

I had my head in my hands and they both laughed. Yui said, "I'm off Sunday."

Zoe responded, "Great, I'll meet you at 1:00 and then Ethan will meet you at 2:00 for your date."

My head snapped up and I just looked between the two of them. Yui, leaned over, kissed my cheek and slid out of the booth. "I'll send Mandy over."

She walked away after a sweet smile. I looked at Zoe, "You're fucking evil!"

She grinned, "No, no I'm not. I got you a date. That girl is over the moon about you and you have not done anything about it. I helped. You're welcome!"

We got our burgers and ate quietly. I'm not sure what Zoe was thinking about, but I was worrying about the "meeting". The meeting between the sister with whom I was having an incestuous sexual relationship and the woman with whom I hoped to have a romantic relationship. This had disaster written all over it.

Zoe was apparently reading my body language. "Ethan," she said.

I didn't look up.

"Ethan look at me." She said softly.

I looked up cautiously.

She smiled. "I am not going to do or say anything to jeopardize your relationship with Yui. I just want to help. I know I said that she's over the moon for you, but you should see the way you look at her. I think your feelings for her as just as strong. Okay?"

I grinned at her and blushed. Yui walked past, my eyes following her as she looked back at me.

Zoe chuckled, "See?"

I sighed, "Okay, okay, okay..."

We finished up and left. We spent the rest of the day lounging in the back yard. We slept in our own beds, taking a night off.

++++++++++

The next morning there was a delivery of Zoe's surprise. It was on the front porch. She bust into my room.

"Get up! Get up!" She said urgently.

I opened one eye, "What? Really?

She climbed onto me, pushing me to the side. I finally rolled over and out of bed.

She sprung out of the bed, whipped the bedspread, blanket and top sheet off the bed. Then she started pulling at the fitted sheet. "Don't just stand there! Help me!"

I was still half asleep. "Help ya do what?"

She stopped. "Get this sheet off, ya big dummy!" She started pulling again.

I stood there for a minute. She glared at me, "Now!"

I sighed, "Okay, okay, okay..."

We got the sheet off. She said, "Put the sheets in the laundry." I shrugged and did what she told me.

She ripped open the package. Coconut massage oil fell to the floor. She pulled a queen sized polyester sheet out of the package and then unwrapped it.

I looked at her and frowned. "The hell is this?"

She laughed, "You're gonna get to give me a massage. This is to protect the mattress. I don't want to replace your mattress and I'm sure you don't either."

I was skeptical, "Get to?"

She laughed, "What's not to 'get to'? We're both naked and covered in oil... in bed... naked and covered in oil..."

I cocked my head and then nodded, "Ya know, I can kinda see the merits in that."

She chuckled, "I'm sure that you can. Now help me with this."

The lack of stretchiness of the polyester fabric made it a pain-in-the-ass to put on the bed, but we finally managed. Zoe dropped her clothes where she stood and lay down in the middle of the bed. The sight of her body stunned me as it did each time I saw her. I stood there for a moment just taking it in. I was hard as a rock in moments.

Zoe lifted her head and looked back at me. She glanced at the bulge in my shorts. "I see that you approve, but wouldn't this be better with you and I both naked and in bed? Just sayin..."

I was out of my sleep shorts and tee shirt in less than a heartbeat. I climbed on the bed. Then just kind of sat there.

Zoe said, "You just gonna sit there?"

"Uhhh, what now?" I asked.

She laughed, "Grab the coconut oil." I got out of bed, grabbed the coconut oil and crawled back in.

"Again, now what?" I muttered.

"All right," she said, "what I want you to do is squirt the oil on my back. Use a lot. I want it to be really, really slick."

I started pumping the oil onto her back. It pooled a little, but mostly, it slid off to her sides and then to the bed.

She sighed, a little disgustedly. "Here's what I want you to do. Sit on my legs, facing my head. Then squirt the oil on my back and start rubbing it in. Just play it by ear, you'll figure it out."

First I sat on her calves, but it was hard to reach her shoulders. I scooted up and sat on her thighs. I immediately realized the benefits of sitting like this. My dick was resting between her cheeks. I squirted the oil on her butt and started humping.

She laughed, "Now you're getting the point. But, stop trying to fuck my ass and just rub my shoulders and back. The natural motion of your cock on my ass will be awesome for both of us, trust me!"

I stopped sawing my dick into her ass. Though, stopping was an effort. The feeling was almost indescribable. Whether she was actively doing it or not, each stroke felt as though her butt was grabbing my cock. My hands traced from her neck and shoulders down her firm back to her ass. As I pulled back, her butt held on as if there were magnets in her butt-cheeks and my dick. She held on until the last possible moment until the crown popped free. Then, I would stretch forward to her neck and shoulders and my cock would slither back through the valley of her butt cheeks. It acted like it was meant to be there.

The slipperiness of the coconut oil allowed for a reduction in friction. As horny as I had become, as good as this felt, I was not close to coming. This was going to last for a while and I was happy about that. Zoe was humming and making happy, content sounds, so she seemed to be happy with that. Each time I started to feel a little tingle because the oil had worn thin, I drizzled more on her ass, my cock and her back. As soon as I did, the friction abated. As frantic as I was when I started, I was pleased with how long Zoe and I were connected. I was just slowly stroking her back with my hands and her ass with my cock.

After a while, Zoe lifted her head. "Hey," She said.

I lazily responded, "Hey, yourself..."

"I think I want to turn over..." she whispered.

I was seriously enjoying this. "You sure?"

"Mmm-hmm," she moaned. "I want your cock in my pussy. You grinding into my ass is driving me nuts. I neeeeed you to fuck me..."

I sat back, my dick popping free of her ass-cheeks. She moaned.

"How many 'e's' were in need?" I teased.

"A thousand," she muttered.

"So pretty bad, huh?" I teased.

She started to roll over, whether I was ready or not. "Goddamn it Ethan! I neeeed you to fuck me nooowwww...."

Even though I was content to continue stroking her ass, I wasn't an idiot. I sat back and allowed her to roll over.

She wasn't fooling around. "Come on Ethan, stuff me full of that dick!"

I slipped between her legs and obliged her request, jamming my dick all the way into her cunt. Apparently, I had correctly read the room.

"Oh god, Ethan, that's perfect..." Zoe moaned. "Fuck me hard, fuck me fast, come on Ethan, faster..."

Okay, maybe I misread it. I tried to go faster, I really did. Evidently, my effort to speed up was enough for Zoe. She didn't say anything else, just grunted along with my thrusts.

"Ungh, ungh, uhhh, uhhh, oooohhhh, ohhhh, eeeeee, oh god, oh god Ethan, oh Ethan, oh god Ethan, I'm commminnnggg, come with meeee..." Zoe was pleading.

I was close enough that I was happy to let it go and come with her. She collapsed and relaxed. I stayed up on my arms. I started to roll off and Zoe said, "No, stay in me, with me and on me."

We settled there for a little bit, then Zoe started trying to roll over. I started to slide off of her before she stopped me.

"No, I wanna get on top..." she mumbled.

I had started to soften, but with the shift, I was regaining hardness. She settled down, enveloping my cock in wet, warm softness. She was motionless for a moment.

"Is something wrong?" I asked.

She shook her head, "Nope, just enjoying the feeling of being full." She grinned naughtily. "Full of my little bother's cock!"

I groaned as my dick jumped. She giggled and squeezed my dick. She leaned down and engaged my lips in a tender kiss.

"Still can't get enough of that, can you?" She whispered against my lips.

"Not really, big sister." Her answering squeeze told me something. "I'm thinking that I'm not the only one."

She laughed as she started riding me. "Okay, that's fair..."

This was gentle and easy. I reached up and caught her boobs and pinched her nipples.

She moaned and continued to ride me gently. I reached over and grabbed the coconut oil. I squirted it all over her chest until it was sliding into my lap.

She started laughing, "What are you doing?"

I grinned, "Making us all slickery!"

She laughed, "Okay!" Then she moaned as I slipped my thumb between us and began stroking her clit. Her smooth rocking became erratic as she became more excited. With my other hand, I tweaked her nipple. She flopped down on me. Then, she started leaning to the side. "Turn us over..." she moaned.

I rolled us over. "Fuck meeee, Ethan... fuck me, fuck me hard... Harder... HARDER..."

I was driving her into the bed. Her hips were coming up to meet me, crashing our pelvises together. We were going hard, going long and my headboard was banging against the wall. Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang...

"Oh god Ethan, I'm coming, holy shit!!! Holy shit, Ethan!!! Come with meeee..." Zoe's hips came up to meet mine and stayed as she wrapped her legs around my butt. She tried to give me extra incentive with "Little brotherrrrr...."

That worked like a charm as I poured my come into her. One last thrust and we collapsed to the bed. I slid to the side and cuddled her to me. Zoe nuzzled into my neck. "I love you, little bro, you know?" She giggled as my dick jumped.

She reached down to the mattress and felt around. She rolled away and crawled out of the bed. She looked down at me and snorted back a laugh. "Ya know, you're gonna have to clean that up before you go to bed tonight." Then she walked out. I heard the shower start.

I got up and put on some shorts. I sighed, and muttered, "Nice..." I carefully pulled the sheets off, rolled them up and turned to go to the laundry room.

Zoe came in and was surprised that I had stripped the bed. "Hey, I was gonna help you with that!"

I stopped and looked at her, "What?!?"

She laughed, "I was giving you a hard time, I wasn't gonna make you do that alone."

I shrugged, "It's done."

She smiled, "I'll put your bed back together while you do that. Okay?"

I smiled back, "Thank you! I'll do this and then come back and take a shower."

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I took a shower and got dressed. My bed was made and Zoe was apparently in her bedroom with the door closed. I decided that I wanted to spend a few minutes studying after Zoe's and my marathon fuck session.

I had set up to study in the family room with a cup of coffee and donuts, and I was ready to get started. The TV was on low and I figured that Zoe was still in her room.

I was hunched over my books and notes and didn't hear Zoe come in. She managed to settle on the couch without disturbing me at all, I'm not even sure how long that she had been there. I grabbed my cup and sat back to consider something that I had read and saw Zoe out of the corner of my eye.

I jumped and spilled my coffee all over my arms, chest and lap. "Jesus Christ, Zoe!!! What the fuck are you doing?"

She started giggling. The giggles grew into outright laughter and even though I didn't want to laugh, I joined in. We laughed for a moment before settling down.

She looked at me, smiling and said, "You gonna clean that up, or what?"

I looked down. "Yeah, probably should. It's a good thing the couch is leather, mom would kill me if it was fabric."

She snorted, "Nah, she'd just make you replace it, that's all."

"Good point," I agreed. I got up and gathered the paper towels and leather cleaner and cleaned up the couch.

"Hey," I said, "I'm going to go change my clothes, I'll be right back."

All she said was, "Okay."

When I got to my room and got out of my clothes, I turned around and Zoe slinked past me, naked and slithered onto the bed. "I figured if you were changing, we could take advantage of the fact that you were already naked." She shrugged, "Save some time."

I looked around, "Where're your clothes?"

She smirked and shrugged, "Some are in the family room, some are on the stairs and the panties you love so much are outside your door. Do you want me to go get them?"

I crawled between her legs and lowered my face to her pussy. "Well, since you thoughtfully saved all this time, it would be rude to waste any of it."

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On Sunday, Zoe went to meet Yui. I was beside myself with worry. Zoe said that all she wanted to do was help, but this was a scary thing. I got dressed and waited until a few minutes before I was supposed to meet Yui. Zoe and I crossed paths between home and the diner. She waved and grinned. My heart began to race. I pulled up to the diner and saw Yui sitting in one of the window booths.

I went in and sat with Yui in the booth. She said that Judy would be waiting on us. Judy came up to check on me. She looked at Yui in surprise, "What're you doing hanging around? You were here with that girl a little while ago."

Yui nodded towards me, "That girl, is Ethan's sister. I was getting the dirt on him."

I groaned and Judy laughed. "Do tell!"

Judy brought back our drinks and left us to our conversation. Yui said, "You know about my family, but I don't know anything about yours. Shit, until Friday I didn't know that you had a sister."

"I know," I muttered. "There're just the four of us. We're a regular family. Dad works, mom's a homemaker, and Zoe graduated from college a few years ago. She has a good job. She lives at home because her ex cheated and she moved out. And me, I'm going to be a senior in college. I'll finish my internship in a couple of weeks. That's it, you have our story."

Yui frowned, "That's it? That's a little disappointing."

"Well," I said, "There is one other thing."

She grinned, "Yeah?"

I took her hands in mine. "I like you, I like you a lot. I want to continue seeing you. What do you think of that?"

Yui released my hands, slipped out of the booth and slipped in next to me. She leaned in and kissed me. "It's about fooking time!"

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When I got home that evening, I was feeling very good. Yui and I have determined that we will start seeing each other regularly. I went up to my room and looked for Zoe, but she wasn't there. I went back downstairs and she wasn't in the family room. I was a little confused, her car was in the garage.

I went and got a beer out of the kitchen and sat down in front of the TV. I was flipping through channels, looking for some baseball or some other sports programming. I wasn't successful. I settled on Tombstone. This is completely unrelated to this story, but I love that movie. I settled back with my beer and got into the movie.

The Zoe mystery was answered an hour or so later as she came in with mom. Evidently, they had gone out for dinner. They were laughing as they came through the door. I looked up and they saw me. For some reason when they saw me, it reignited their laughter. I must have made a face, because they laughed even harder.

"Zoe? Mom? What the hell?" They looked at each other and laughed again and just went upstairs.

I stared after them for a few minutes. Then I shrugged and turned back to the movie. I watched the end of the movie and then went upstairs.

Zoe was in her room and I poked my head in. "Hey..."

She smiled and said, "Hey... what's up?"

"You know, I was excited to talk to you when I got home, but you weren't here." I said.

She said, "Mom wanted to talk, so we went out to dinner and had some wine."

I frowned, "Is there something that I need to be worried about?"

She grinned, "Wouldn't you like to know?"

"What?!?!?" I yelped.

She smiled, "It's nothing. She wanted to make sure that I was okay after dickhead Brad was such an asshole. Also, she wanted to know what was up with you and me. She's worried that I'll be okay after you and I move on."

"O-o-o-k-a-a-a-y-y-y..." I drew out. "What the hell was so funny?"

She laughed, "It was actually nothing. Well, other than the seriously worried look on your face."

I frowned, "I'm glad I could amuuuuse you."

She giggled, "Sure thing... I'm going to read for a little while and then go to bed."

I leaned in and kissed her on the forehead. "Okay, goodnight."

I turned to walk away and she said, "I may come snuggle with you, if that's okay."

"No problem," I answered.

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When I woke up in the morning, I was spooned with Zoe. I wasn't even aware that she came to bed. I slipped out, and went into the shower.

Zoe was sitting up in bed when I came back after my shower. "I hope you don't mind."

I smiled, "It was a very pleasant way to wake up." I got dressed and Zoe got up, gave me a kiss, went into the bathroom and closed the door.

I went downstairs and filled a travel mug with coffee. I thought Zoe might come down, but she didn't. My day was busy and I got home after 10:00 pm. The house was dark. I found my plate, nuked it and went upstairs. Zoe's door was closed and I didn't disturb her.

Zoe was in bed with me in the morning again. When I came out of the shower, she was still asleep. I didn't disturb her. I kissed her forehead and she smiled in her sleep.

I got home on time and was able to sit down for dinner with Mom and Dad. Zoe wasn't there. Dad was asking me how the internship was going and we talked for a long time. It was the longest conversation I had with him since high school graduation.

After dinner, I went up to my room. I was lying on my bed scrolling through my IPad. Zoe came in a few minutes later. She was excited.

"Ethan!" She squealed. "Guess what?!?"

I grinned, "I have no idea, what?"

"One of the project managers who was supposed to go to Vegas for a convention this week had to drop out. His wife was just taken to the hospital!" Zoe said excitedly.

"Geez, that's terrible!" I exclaimed.

"No, no... well, yes... I mean, I hope she's okay, but..." She stopped and took a breath. "My boss wants me to go! It's a great opportunity!" She squealed again.

I started laughing, "Well, that sounds great. It sounds different than being excited that your colleague's wife is sick. When do you go?"

"I'm leaving in the morning. I'll be there through the weekend!" She squealed again. "I'm sooo excited!"

I grinned, "Gee, I can't tell!" Then I ducked and laughed as she slapped at me.

When I got up in the morning, she was already gone. Wow, early flight.

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It's the last week of my internship. I'm a little worried, I haven't heard anything from my boss about a permanent position. I'm still hoping for some answers before I leave for school. I got to my desk and logged into my email. I had an email from him "Ethan, please see me as soon as you get in." I took a deep breath. I'm hoping that this is good news.

I knocked on his door. "Good morning, boss, you wanted to see me?"

He smiled, "Good morning, Ethan. Yes, I did, please come in and close the door and have a seat."

I sat down and on the desk in front of me was an envelope. I looked at it and then up at him.

He smiled and said, "Go ahead and open it."

I was trembling as I read the offer. I was blown away, it was far more generous than I had even hoped. I looked up at him and he was grinning. "I hope that it meets your expectations..."

All I could do was nod, I was speechless.

He kept grinning, handed me a pen, "So, you gonna sign it, or what?" I grabbed the pen, scrawled my signature and grabbed his hand.

"Thank you, sir, you won't regret this." I said sincerely.

He grinned again, "I know." He fake frowned and growled, "Now, get outta here!"

I was ecstatic. I texted Zoe and Yui. They both congratulated me. I barely remembered what I was doing. I kind of floated through the balance of the day.

++++++++++

I had come upstairs, stripped, jumped in the shower and already had dried off. My hair was still damp as I wrapped the towel around my waist and walked into my bedroom. I was, maybe I wasn't, surprised to find Zoe in the room. I stepped to the bedside. Zoe lay back on my bed, her hair semi-fanned out above her head. I reached out and slipped my fingers into and under her hair, fanning it the rest of the way out.

I grinned, "I really like your hair. The roots and tips are so sexy, casual, yet deliberate."

She giggled, "Why, thank you kind sir."

I laid down beside her, my head propped up on my hand. "What are you doing here?"

She smiled, a little sadly, it seemed to me. "We need to talk."

I smiled, I had known that this day would come. "The worst opening line ever... Okay, what's up?"

"I met someone in Vegas." She said quietly. "He's a very nice guy and I like him a lot. I went out with him several times while I was out there. But I didn't let anything happen. The thing is, he's from near here. I can still see him and I don't have to leave to do it, to have a relationship... A real relationship. I just don't want to hurt you in the process."

"Does he treat you right?" I asked.

She blushed. "The thing is... well, uhhh... he looks at me like you do. You know, with hunger. Like he wants to eat me up and then fuck the living shit outta me!" She grinned and blushed a little deeper. "So, yeah he treats me right. He treats me like a princess." She looked up at me. "Are you going to be okay with this?"

She quirked her eyebrows and I rolled my eyes. "Yeah, yeah, yeah, I want to start, maybe continue, seeing Yui." I sighed, having to concede to her wisdom. "Annnddd, Big Sister was right! "

She grinned triumphantly. I rolled my eyes again.

She jumped in, grinning impishly, "Yui? Zoe? Y, Z? There's nothing Freudian goin' on there is there?"

I growled playfully, "Fuck you, Zoe!"

She sighed dramatically, "Too late, you already have... many times..."

I sighed and shook my head, "As I was saying, before you rudely interrupted," She stuck her tongue out. "So, we, meaning you and me, have a decision to make. Do we continue with what we have together, or do we get on with our lives?"

She laid there for a moment or two, then grinned sexily. "Well," she purred, "we haven't committed to anything or anyone else, yet." She grabbed my towel and pulled it open. "I think one more time would be healthy, appropriate and would help me hold my fire down for a couple of days..."