Chapter Six: Above and Beyond
Annabelle woke up in bed with Rebecca early in the morning to the annoying sound of her phone's alarm. She didn't sleep much last night from the combination of the sounds of Luna getting fucked by James in the other room and her own thoughts that she couldn't quiet. She had been so caught up in her newly incredibly active sex life that she hadn't thought about the future. What would Current Crush really do to her future? Was she going to end up quitting her job to pursue getting fucked 24/7 like Rebecca? She seemed happy with her life... but would Annabelle be? But as her alarm reminded her how much she hated the endless cycle of her current job, maybe a change wouldn't be so bad.
As she started to roll out of bed, Rebecca reached over to grab her hand. She groans, still half asleep, "Don't go. Skip work and cuddle."
"I wish I could. But I'm already broke enough as is. I'll see you later?"
Rebecca huffs, disappointed, then sits up enough to plant a kiss on Annabelle's lips. She whispers, "Damn right."
Annabelle gathers what remains of her clothes and heads out into the living room. As she heads to the door to leave, she notices the torn apart remains of the thong she wore yesterday. She almost felt bad seeing it destroyed after having it for so long, but the feeling of wearing no underwear at all felt... strangely freeing. Before a few days ago, she wouldn't even consider going out without a bra, and now she was leaving without a bra or panties. But that was one of the more tame things she has changed about herself in the past few days.
She drove back home to get dressed for work, deciding to remain commando and then arrived at work a few minutes early. The day went on slowly, she decided to avoid using Current Crush at work out of fear of a repeat of the other day. However, she did submit both the photo of Rebecca eating her out and the entire video of her getting fucked by James. The battery had risen up to 10% as a result. About halfway through her shift, she walked into Michael's office, breaking the silence that has been between them since yesterday morning.
"Hey."
He looked up from his paperwork to respond, "Hey. What's up?"
"You busy?"
He shook his head and gestured for her to come in. Annabelle walked into the office and closed the door behind her. She sat across from him at his desk, "Dad wants to have dinner this weekend, you down?"
"Uh, yeah sure."
There was an awkward air between them. Annabelle decided to stop beating around the bush.
"We gonna keep avoiding each other?"
"I'm not avoiding you... I just don't know what to say."
"Really? You had some things to say yesterday."
He blushed and chuckled slightly in response before saying, "You had a lot more to say."
"You aren't wrong. But I don't want things to be weird between us. Can we pretend it never happened?"
His eyes seemed conflicted. He looked at her in silence for a moment, then shook his head. He spoke in a quieter voice, "I don't know if I could forget about that even if I did want to."
"Meaning... you don't want to forget?"
His eyes moved down to her nipples poking through her button up shirt, then back to her eyes. He responded, "Meaning that even if some crazy app made you do it, you told me you wanted me to 'pin you down and fuck you.' And even worse than that... I didn't tell you to stop."
She felt herself once again feeling conflicted. It was true, there was a large part of her that wishes he could fuck her right here and now... but the rest of her knew that could never happen. But despite that, she still decided to push things.
"So what are you saying? You want to fuck me?"
"Jesus, Annabelle! You're my little sister!"
"And yet you used my underwear to masturbate last night, just like I told you to. Didn't you?"
He blushed hard and looked away from her in shame. Annabelle was really pushing her luck. She leaned forward to speak in a seductive voice.
"I want you to think about me when you stroke your cock. We can never do anything... so you just need to take full advantage of your imagination."
"Fuck, Annabelle. I can't believe you are talking to me like that. Is this the app making you do some dare?"
She shook her head, then said in a matter of fact tone, "Nope. This is because if you weren't my brother I'd climb under your desk and suck your cock right now."
He bit his lip in response, then practically stared at her tits. She scoffs in response to his gaze, "What, no disagreeing? My boobs that distracting?"
"Uh, sorry. I didn't mean to, uh..."
He trailed off. She smirked, an idea popping into her head. She asked confidently, "Wanna see them?"
"What?"
"My tits. You need something to jerk off to, right?"
He looked her up and down, then asked, "A-are you being serious?"
"Why not? You saw every inch of me when I was sleeping and you stole my panties already, remember? What's different about now?"
"What if someone comes in?"
She smiled mischievously, saying, "Then I guess I gotta be fast."
Not waiting for him to respond, Annabelle started to unbutton her shirt starting from the top. She slowly lowered down, revealing more and more cleavage as he watched silently with wide eyes. As she reaches the last button beneath her breasts, the entire inner half of both boobs are fully visible, with only her nipples being barely hidden. She looks up at his eyes that are glued to her body. She reaches one hand under the loose side of the shirt, then pulls her boob out and lets it bounce as it drops, fully on display for Michael. She does the same to the other, then subtly wiggles her torso to make them jiggle for him. He, meanwhile, gawks at her like he could cum at any second. Getting a kick out of teasing him, she decides to push further and ask him a question.
"You want to touch them?"