Henry and Kirstin walked into the restaurant. The hostess stared wide-eyed at the microscopic dress Kirstin wore. "I think she likes you," Henry whispered.
"Could be," Kirstin replied. "She's kind of cute."
"Just two?" the hostess asked, recovering herself.
"Yes. A back table, if one's available, please," Henry said. He had a few ideas of what could happen with his sexy stepsister if no one else could see.
"Certainly. At this hour, we aren't very crowded. Follow me."
The hostess walked ahead of them, shaking her ass a little more than necessary. Henry and Kirstin both eyed it. "You're bi?" Henry asked under his breath.
"Hell yeah," Kirstin replied. "Maybe someday you can play with me and one of my girlfriends."
The hostess led them to a table in the back corner of the restaurant. Only one other couple was seated near them, and that couple was three tables away. "Will this work?" the hostess asked.
"Yes, thank you." Henry slipped a five out of his pocket and handed it to her. "We appreciate it."
"No problem." She ran her eyes up and down Kirstin's hot body. "I'll bring you your drinks. Helena will be your waitress; she'll take your order in a bit."
After setting the menus on the table, she walked away. Henry and Kirstin sat down. "I think you have an admirer," Henry said.
"Hopefully more than one." Kirstin rubbed her foot against his shin. "You're imagining me fucking her while you watch, aren't you, big brother?"
"Don't call me that here. Someone might hear you. And yeah, I am."
"Maybe we could arrange it."
"Not tonight." Henry's cock stood at attention, thanks to his sister's foot. "This weekend, I'm only interested in fucking you. Some other time, maybe we can get her to join us."
"Are we going to continue after this weekend, then? I thought maybe it was just something we were doing while our parents are away."
"Only if that's how you want it. We'll have to be a little more discreet when they come back, but do you really think I'm going to give up that body of yours?"
Kirstin giggled. "Guess not. Okay, fine. Some other time, then."
The hostess brought them each a glass of water, and dropped a slip of paper on Kirstin's lap before shimmying away. Kirstin picked it up and read it. "Her name and phone number. Looks like sometime soon, you'll get your wish, big- Henry."
"Sounds good to me."