Kat studies me intensely as I finish the second slice of her cake. Swallowing the last bite I nod and smile.
"Yeah that tastes great!"
She seems oddly relieved, as if I'd harshly judge a cake she just baked for me. She's so quiet I barely hear the celebratory 'yay', she breathes. Knowing how shy she is, I initiate a hug, my arm wrapping around her side as I pull her in close. I feel her stiffen, and quickly let go.
"Ah, sorry I just wanted to say thanks. Didn't want to make you uncomfortable."
"No no, it's ok Alex. That was nice, it just, surprised me," she blushes, clearly still getting used to living with me and her sister.
"I have only one critique," I say, getting ready to tease her. She looks like a deer caught in headlights so I quickly deliver my punchline, "The slices were so small, can I have a third?"
"Oh..." her eyes are wide and she bites her lip. She must be playing along with the joke, acting as if it requires deliberation, "I thought it might be a bit intense to give you too much in one go. But, yeah of course. As much as you want!"
She gets to her feet, taking my plate and padding off to the counter to cut another slice. I feel bad making her cut the piece instead of getting it myself, but she seems to want to treat me, so I know I'll just find a way to pay her back.
So I just watch her working away.
Kat's a cute girl, my girlfriend Allie's little sister. Allie mentioned Kat was a bit shy and awkward, especially around guys. So I've tried to be friendly for her, though I'm still figuring out her personal space. She doesn't seem opposed to affection, but is at least unused to it. I think she's warming up to it, though there's one sticking point.
Kat is hot. I catch myself watching her walk away and have to stop checking out her ass as she goes. I wouldn't be able to explain it to Allie, who thinks Kat's messy hair and generally unkempt look would put off everyone except desperate creeps. But Kat's tight fitting yoga pants and crop top are like catnip with her curvy figure, the soft bit of exposed midriff spilling out over her waistband...
I catch my thoughts running away and stop myself again. I don't know what has me getting so worked up today. She's hot but that doesn't mean I need to be a pig about it, especially when I'm actually trying to think of a friend I could set her up with. Assuming she wants that.
"Here you go, third serving," she has a small, proud smile as she presents the final plate. Her bared midriff is right at eye level. Today she even has a nice scent...
"Thank you!" I reach for a quick hug, this time sure she can see it's coming. My arms wrap around her waist and I find myself inhaling her before I break off the short hug. She stiffly sits down, though I think this time she's pleased by the gesture, "So, what do you want to do tonight?"
"Oh, I don't know," she mumbles, avoiding my gaze. It didn't take long to notice that Kat takes some coaxing to come of her shell, so I know to push on this.
"Well think about it. You made me such a nice desert, so it's your pick. Not that you have to do anything with me if you'd like to be alone, ha. But just if there's anything with just the two of us, before Allie's back from her trip tomorrow. Anything that's more uncomfortable with her around?"
Kat makes eye contact again and by the glint in her eye, I can tell she does want something. She licks her lips and nods, as if working up the courage to answer. I eat away at my third slice of cake, leaving her a silent pause to fill.
"There is... something," she admits and leans in closer, "It's uhh an anime."
I laugh, swallowing my food so I don't choke. I notice her starting to pull away so I rest a hand on her shoulder and explain.
"Sorry that's me laughing at Allie, not you. I'd watch that, sure! I know she's got a weird thing about it but I don't have a dog in that race. I'll watch whatever, though I won't be as familiar with it as you," I give her shoulder a squeeze and she seems placated even if she's still nervous.
"We'll have to watch it in my room, since it's on my computer rather than the TV."
"Sure! Maybe we could do it as a little slumber party in our PJs. I can finish up here if you want to set up, and I'll meet you upstairs."
She nods, dashing off excited, and I'm glad to that it seems to have gone well.
Kat hurries to her room, heart pounding with anticipation as she tidied up the scattered mess of clothes in her room.
Alex was now polishing off a third piece of her cake. She'd calibrated one slice to be a single dose of the aphrodisiac. She thought maybe a second dose would be fine, but three suddenly feels like a LOT. Though she's not even sure if it really works, a lot of sources online said it was a myth. She'd just been desperate enough to try it anyway.
He didn't seem different so far. His normal friendly self, that definitely checked out her body at least once. So maybe the drug didn't do anything. But even if it didn't, him coming to cuddle up in her bed to watch something... the idea was heaven.
That was the same bed where she'd fantasised about him plenty of times, desperately trying to finish while replaying in her head all his light touches and contact that made her head swim.
Already feeling herself get wet, she quickly started to change out of her clothes. Looking through her wardrobe, she realised she didn't have a lot of clean ones. So she kept the same panties on, even though they were soaked through. She put on small pink pyjama shorts with a red heart pattern, and a matching short sleeve button up top. Looking in the mirror as she did up the buttons as far as she could, it was a tight fit. These pyjamas had been bought years ago, and clearly didn't fit any more. But she didn't have anything else, so she went over to her desk and loaded up a romance anime she'd been meaning to watch.
I finished pulling on my sweatpants and a loose t-shirt, my closest approximation of pyjamas since I'd normally just sleep in my boxers. It took longer than it should to clean up the dishes and change, because my mind was sticking on the idea of curling up with Kat in her room. I felt like a desperate teen boy, excited by the prospect of girl's room as if it was magically any different to mine. I shoved away all those thoughts, instead reminding myself it was just a normal hang out with my girlfriend's sister. And I was just trying to get close to her.
As soon as I walked into the room I felt different. The whole room had her scent, and it was so good. I inhaled sharply, because I also saw her bent over her desk. She was poking at the keyboard, and instead of sitting in her chair, she had her round plump ass up. Those shorts barely covered her thighs, I could just kiss all the way up them...
I stopped myself from actively fantasising, coughing to get her attention so she'd realise I was there. But at this point I couldn't stop myself checking her out. Especially when she turned, giving me her shy smile, and I saw her top strained against her chest. I could feel myself getting a little hard.
"All ready to start?" I croak out and she nods, so excited to watch her show. I know I can't back out.
"I only have 1 chair, so the bed is ok, right?"
I nod, happy to break eye contact and move away even if just for a moment. But the relief is short lived before I stretch out in her bed and her scent hits me more intensely. I realise now that it's not just the smell of her, it's the distinct smell of her sex. I can't help myself from picturing her in this bed, bringing herself pleasure over and over for the whole room to smell this intoxicating...
She hops onto the bed right next to me, laying out flat too as she turns to face the screen, nestling back for me to spoon her. Before I can even think better of it, my body curls around her. My hand resting on her bare midriff, her skin hot to the touch. My chest presses against her back, feeling hot even through our clothes. Her ass is nestled in against my hips, as I concentrate on my erection not brushing against her.
Thankfully my sweatpants mask the bulge somewhat, but I feel myself stiffening. My face is right over her head and I smell her hair. It's sweat, different to the musk from the bed that's making me drool over her. I reflexively squeeze, my palm flat on her bare stomach and she feels just as good as I'd anticipated.
