A plan begins to form in your mind for your sexual encounter with you oldest sister.
"Around midnight, once everyone else is asleep, I'll sneak into your room."
Sam sighs. "Tonight? Okay, but you better make sure no one else here sees or hears anything, or it's off."
"Before I get there, I'd like you have made yourself as girly as you possibly can."
"I *am*girly!" Sam insists, more than a little upset.
"Well, even though you don't need it, you don't use makeup. You are usually wearing sweats, uniforms, and other clothing that doesn't show off your body at all, and they aren't terribly feminine."
"I can dress girly," Sam argues. "Including looking hot enough that you'll probably cum in your pants before you ever get near me."
"I think I have a little more control than that, Sam. After all, it took a cool mind to find the way to beat you in the fight, didn't it?" You smile smugly at your sister.
"During which time it only lasted about half a minute, and neither of us came. I'd be amazed if you don't beat your speed record tonight, dear brother."
You're momentarily taken aback by your sister's words, but still have time to compose a reply. "That was only the foreplay, sis. It's never meant to go on as long as the real thing."
Sam glares at you for a moment, before composing herself. "So, what exactly is in store for tonight?"
"Well, like I said, Don't be such the tomboy. I know from past experience that you clean up real nice, sis. A little bit of makeup, some perfume... your hair freshly done. It's the little things that count." You smile at your sister.
Sam cannot meet your gaze. "As promised, I will take care of those requirements. To the best of my ability at least. This will take a bit of time though, 'dear' brother, so I'm going to my room - by myself - to get to work on this,
With that, Sam gets up and leaves the room, moving with the graceful motions of a cat. She went out the small door, closing it quietly behind her. |