Yet another sleepless night, with swirling thoughts keeping me awake.
Even if I did have a say in it, I probably would have agreed to it. Newly separated, your sister needed somewhere to stay, and you insisted on letting her live with us until she got her own place sorted. Of course, she's family, that's what you do, right?
It's not like I have anything against her, she's a warm, caring, funny person, insisting on pulling her weight around the house. Yet, having someone living with you, inevitably poses an intrusion on your privacy, and I knew this would mean an extended time with little to no sex.
Her sheer presence stirs things. The way she walks around after a shower, wearing nothing but a towel wrapped around her, with the lower slit barely closing, barely covering her thighs.
Yes, she is pretty, sexy, and I can't help the effect she's having on me, however inappropriate it may be, it's highly intriguing. A hot, beautiful, off limit woman living in your house. Participating in family breakfasts and dinners, using our bathrooms, sleeping in one of our beds, having her privacy in one of our rooms.
I can't help thinking about what she does when she's in there.
In all fairness, she's probably just doing what people in general do, read, listen to music or an audio book, a pod maybe, sleep, charge her phone... undress... masturbate?
I'm not perving on her, that's way below me. I respect her privacy, I really do, it's none of my business if she, in the privacy of our guest room, in our spare bed, under our spare set of covers and sheets, pleases herself, bringing herself to an orgasm in the comfort of her own privacy, helping herself sleep.
I don't mind, really, I don't care, it's her own business what she does to herself... and how...
I can't sleep. It's way past midnight, and I'm lying wide awake. By your deep and slow breathing, I can tell you are sleeping, and I'm sure your sister is too.
Did she do it tonight? How long would she go without doing it? I don't think she did it the first night in our house, or the second, or even the first couple of nights, before she felt comfortable being here. But it's been well over a week now. How long would I have made it without relieving myself?
I bet she did, and it's totally fine, why wouldn't she, most people do, quite regularly. She probably crawled down under her covers, reached down, touched herself, started to fantasize about something, or someone. Massaging herself through her panties, making herself wet, sliding her fingers in under them, rubbing her clit, with the soft fabric caressing the back of her fingers... or does she sleep naked?
My raging boner just decided to keep me company in my sleeplessness. Perfect, now how am I supposed to sleep? Thinking of her, and what she allegedly did to herself, has turned me on, and she hasn't got a clue. She's probably sleeping, with the scent of her self induced satisfaction still on her fingers.
