Jane, or Janie as her family often referred to her, was as happy as she could ever be. She was teaching at the high school she'd gone to with her older brother and had now published her third book. The only problem she had was that her older brother had gotten both fired and dumped so he wanted to stay with her for a while. She hadn't heard so much as a word from him since he'd graduated college then suddenly he shows up needing a place to stay and looking much, much hotter than she remembered.
It was going to be a big problem. She couldn't have him sleeping on her couch for next month scaring off any potential lover. Even if a guy did stick around despite her brother on the couch, how could she have sex knowing he was right outside her bedroom?
She sighed and unlocked the front door, her mouth dropping at the site of her gorgeous, half naked, golden skinned older half-brother doing push ups in her living room. "Dave, what are you doing?" She asked closing her mouth and carrying a bag of groceries past him.
"Shaving." He said sarcastically before getting up. "Need help with the groceries?" He asked following her into the kitchen.
"Yea, start putting these away while I get the other two bags from my car."
Dave nodded and started pulling things out of the bag while Janie scurried out of the house again. She was actually feeling heat crawl up her neck just from being next to him. He definitely didn't look like the skinny over-protective older brother who'd drug a nearly naked guy out of her room while he was home for Christmas two years ago.
"Hey Janie!" Dave hollered, a bag of cookies in one hand as he peeked around the corner to see if she'd come back in the house.
"Yes Dave?" She asked shutting the front door and locking it.
"Where do these go?" He asked stuffing another cookie in his mouth and holding the bag up.
"Not your mouth until after dinner," She said setting the two bags she had down and taking the cookies from him.
"Hey!" He reached for them and Janie turned away.
"I bought these, I make the rules." She felt stupid arguing with him as if they were twelve and sixteen again.
"Come on, I'm hungry," Dave said grabbing her around the waist so she couldn't get away and reaching for the cookies.
"You're sweaty, get off!" Janie snapped as her pulse instantly quickened from the way he grabbed her.
"So, you like naked sweaty guys on you as I remember." He kept reaching for the cookies he easily could have gotten by now, but was enjoying the way her soft round ass pushed up against the front of his jeans.
"Not ones that happen to-to be my brother," Janie said trembling a little when he let one hand lay flat against her stomach, the tips of his finger pressing just above her pussy.
Dave leaned close to ear and pushed against her ass more even though he knew it was wrong. "Aww, you don't like me?" he whispered hotly.
She shook her head, biting her lower lip. "That's not what I meant Dave."
"It's not?" He turned her quickly before thinking it through, backing her into the wall. "Then what did you mean?"
"Dave, really," she whispered dropping the bag of cookies.
"I know," he pushed against her a little. "I'll clean that up." He leaned down and gave her a little peck, starting a forest fire with a match then backing away.
That night after dinner, when Jane went to bed she still couldn't get her brother off her mind. Her pussy was throbbing for him and she knew it was so wrong. She hadn't felt this way in years and now it was for her brother.
She slid her hand down under the cover and rubbed her fingers over her wet swollen pussy. All she could think was how good it would feel if her fingers were her brother's cock, rubbing up and down her slit . . .
"Janie?" Dave asked opening the door to her room and slipping inside.
"What?" Jane snapped pulling her fingers away from her cunt, frustrated.
He moved toward the bed, wearing only a pair of boxers. "Can I sleep with you? The couch is killing my back."
If he slept with her she'd never get any release. "Dave, really, we're too old to share a bed."