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.
