Day 14 - Thursday 30th May
Lucy and Christina were always getting into arguments and not speaking to each other. Less often as they got older, but they still did. Usually, though, it was for something silly, something that there was no need to have an argument about at all. And, usually, they sorted it out between themselves quickly.
This time it felt different. Lucy was still fuming the next morning as she drove to work. She still couldn't come to terms with what Christina had done. What had given her the right to just sit there and not leave the room when asked? To watch her and Steve have an intimate video call - to watch them have virtual sex - was outrageous. Lucy couldn't believe that Christina had the gall to do that. Christina knew what was likely to happen after Lucy answered the call. How weird was it for Christina to want to watch that?
What troubled Lucy most about that, though, was the fact she just let it happen. She could have got Christina to leave. She could have forced her out. She could have told Steve that Christina was there and then forced her out. But she didn't. Why? Why does she submit to her sister like this? The things that Christina was making her do were getting worse. Lucy shouldn't be letting her do this, should she? But she was sure that having Christina watch did add something to the episode - it did make it more erotic knowing they were not alone - although she got so engrossed that she forgot about her at times.
She wondered what her relationship with her sister was going to evolve into. She didn't think this was healthy, but she felt helpless about it when really she wasn't. If that had been the extent of it, that would probably have been ok to her. Which itself was worrying.
But it was the fact that Christina impersonated her that was by far the worst part. She just didn't understand why she did that. Was it to get at Lucy? She had no reason to, they had been on really good terms lately. Did she fancy Steve and want him for herself? Maybe, but unlikely. With a boyfriend with a body like James' why would she want some slightly podgy thirty-something instead? Was it just to get a buzz? Probably. But why didn't she think through the implications of it? Christina seemed out of control, not worrying about who she might hurt or the consequences of her actions.
You just can't do that to anyone, let alone your sister. If Lucy had done that to James, Christina would have got even madder than Lucy was. They needed to have a proper talk about this and sort this out.
The rest of the call with Steve last night had been odd. Steve seemed to know that something was up, but Lucy thought she had lied pretty well to put him at rest. She had been instructed to rub herself, without coming, while they chatted, but with everything going on in her head, cumming was less likely than usual, even if her pussy wasn't completely immune to her own touch. They didn't talk for long, which Lucy was glad of.
That fucking sister of hers.
And now, as she braked sharply into one of the few remaining parking spaces, she had a task ahead of her. She needed to go into Dr Baines' office and show him her tits. Even though he had already seen them, it still seemed like such a big ask. She knew no-one else would see, or know, but Dr Baines was still one of her superiors who sometimes, like any hospital consultant, frightened her.
Would she have the guts to do it? She had already been made to do some pretty brazen things by Steve, and on the face of it this one was straightforward. But it was the context. It was at work. And it was him.
And what would he do when she did it? Would he let her just prance around his office topless? Or would he touch her? Would he make her do other things? Would he fuck her?
Why are there so many questions this morning?! She was struggling to process anything and didn't feel even the slightly excited nervousness that she normally did when given such a task.
And as she thought about what she was told to do, she wasn't getting turned on in the way she knew she usually would. Her stupid sister. Without Christina's interference last night, Lucy's pussy would already be wet, and she would be in for a really exciting day. But her pussy wasn't dominating her thoughts today - it was still the rage at her sister's actions.
Oh, and in and amongst all this, she now had to do a tough shift at work.
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Lucy's heart was beating fast as she stood in front of Dr Baines' office. She had built up the courage to make it this far, and had found an excuse to come in - she found some forms that needed signing. But she really didn't want to do it. Not because it wasn't exciting or because she didn't enjoy these challenges from Steve, but because her mind was clouded with thoughts of Christina still. It had made her whole shift this morning difficult. She couldn't concentrate on anything.
She stood there for a good five minutes, contemplating what she should do. She had already removed her bra in the changing rooms, so it would be easy to just slide her uniform off.
Eventually she decided to knock, and entered the room. She closed the door behind her and turned the lock. She was now alone. It was just her and Dr Baines. He looked up at her as she turned around to face her.
"Hello" he said, with a slight smile on his face. "Can I help you?"
Lucy froze. What was she meant to say? What was she meant to do? She mumbled a few errs and ums, but she had no words to say to him. Could she unbutton her uniform, let it slide to the floor and expose her upper body to him, letting him gaze at her little nipples poking out on top of her perky breasts? Could she be that exhibitionist, that slut that she had learned to become over the past two weeks? Could she walk over to him confidently like that and pass him the forms, putting her breasts right under his nose?
Something wasn't right. Usually in this situation she would have a tingling in her panties. Her pussy would be wet, and she would be incredibly excited. But not today. It's not like there was nothing horny about how she was feeling, but she didn't have that buzz that usually enabled her to go through with it. And so she couldn't bring herself to start unbutton her top.
"Is everything alright Lucy? Is there something wrong?"
She had been stood there for a little while, no doubt looking pale in the face. Reluctantly she resigned herself to the fact that she was not about to do this.
"Sorry Dr Baines" she said as she walked towards him. "Everything is fine. Can you just sign these forms for me please?"
Tim looked up at Lucy. Based on what Steve had told him the other night he was hoping for another show, but clearly that was not about to happen. The poor girl. She couldn't bring herself to do whatever she had been instructed to do. He wondered whether he would ever be able to see her magnificent naked body again.
After considering for a few moments whether he should continue the conversation, he took out his pen, scribbled on both bits of paper he had been handed and returned them.
"No problem, anytime."
He desperately wanted to do something, say something to keep her here. Something about Monday perhaps? No, that would do no good. That needed to remain undiscussed.
She acknowledged his deed with a muted smile and took back the papers, walking briskly out of the office.
