Writer's Notes:
All characters in this story are 18 years old or older. Thank you all for the comments and keep them coming. And vote!!! Enjoy the story.
MDSW
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Well, what can I say. Like my mother, father and sister before me, I'm graduating from Harvard Law School with flying colors at the ripe age of 22. It's celebration time for me because the family is attending my ceremony. We're ready with exuberance and celebrate we do, family style.
Mom and Dad are in their early 50's and they're the principal owners of Coney & Coney, LLC. They have high hopes all their children will eventually be part of the Firm, but that's not happening. My older sister, Connie, and I are lawyers, but my younger sister, Jan, has no interest in law.
Our parents are disappointed by her decision, but they also respect it and her. She's no dummy and they know it. They aren't the domineering type of parent that lawyer parents typically seem to be, thankfully.
As I graduate from Harvard today, I'm ready to face life. I'm on fire to make my mark in the law profession. The last four years were a battleground, which every law student goes through, and I still have one more hurdle to put behind me. I have to pass the bar exam. Another challenge in my life, but because my parents and sister have passed it, so can I.
Being the middle sibling in the family, I often refer to myself as the 'rose between two thorns' as a dig on my sisters. My sisters always counter, calling me the 'thorn between two roses' as a dig on me, all in fun. I won't describe us as a really close-knit family, but we get along well.
Connie is twenty-five and has made significant progress in her career, already being advanced to a senior lawyer where she works. She hasn't lost a case and her workload is piling up.
Jan is twenty years young and she's a natural beauty, just like her mom and sister. In the fall, she'll be entering the third year of her civil engineering curriculum and she seems to like the challenge the education is providing her.
Enough about the family. Let's talk more about me. Like my sister, I was recruited by more law firms than I can shake a stick at out of college, but accepted a job at a relatively small firm with only three senior partners shortly after graduating because one of the senior partners is practicing in administrative and constitutional law, my chosen area of expertise.
On the other hand, I may have chosen the firm because I want to be on my own, away from family, to prove to my parents, my sister and myself, I can stand on my own two feet.
In the month after arriving at my first job, I wrote briefs and did research prior to passing the bar on my first try with a high score. As a result, the Firm put me in position to get to work and gives me a promotion to Junior Lawyer. Working directly with one of the senior partners, my career does nothing less than blossom from there.
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Three years have passed since my graduation. Connie's career is flourishing and she's also married, but it ended in divorce a year later. I had no choice but to miss her wedding and had to do some serious apologizing and groveling to get back in her good graces. I never met her husband, but she seems to be satisfied with him.
Jan graduated with a bachelor's degree in civil engineering at the top of her class a year ago and was recruited by a major civil engineering company to design or redesign airport projects. She's been on the job a little over a year and enjoys the challenges the job presents.
As I advance my career with the support of my senior partner, I double the Firms profits, for which I'm handsomely rewarded. I won honor and recognition time after time, and given another promotion to Senior Lawyer before my first year anniversary, an impossible promotion at this Firm, but I did it. My second and third years are equally rewarding for me, both financially and professionally, but I was not promoted. As a result, my plate is always full, no time for me to rest or take a break. I'm charging forward and loving it.
I've become a dependable, winning attorney and the Firm loves me, literally of course. My senior partner and I haven't lost a case since I began working with her. Of course, it's only fair to point out she hasn't lost a case either. None of the senior partners have.
At any time, I have the opportunity to join my parents' Law Firm, but decide to stay where I am, for a while anyway, since I'm successful here. Hell, at the rate I'm advancing, I'll be a partner before I'm thirty.
Yeah, right. Not going to happen and I know it. Wishful dreaming at best... Perhaps thirty-two is a better choice?
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One Friday night I was in my condo, going over some briefs I need to review for Monday's closing arguments in court, when my doorbell rings. I dress, walk to the door and open it.
"Hi Art. Long time no see. How are you?"
I'm surprised to see my older sister so I give her a hug, happy to see her. She's having a good career herself, but I haven't seen or heard from her since before her wedding.
"Hi Connie. I'm good. You?"
"I'm well."
"Come in, come in! Take a load off."
"Before I do, I need to know if I can crash here until I can find my own place."
"Of course you can! Let me help you with your bags."
She pulls three bags into my view and I grab two of them, show her to my spare bedroom and leave her to get settled in. She comes out an hour later, after taking a shower, wearing revealing clothes that raise my heartbeat and another part of my anatomy.
My sister has always taken good care of herself and it shows. She has a hot body that the average man drools over. She was never close to me long enough for us to get to know each other because of our age difference so this is going to be a challenge for both of us.
Connie is wearing a thong and a half T with no bra and she's looking fine. She takes a seat on a nearby chair while I'm sitting on the sofa, finishing the briefs I was working through.
"Connie, do you normally wear clothes that revealing?"
"Oh jeez. I'm sorry Art. No, I don't. Since you're objecting, I'll go change."
"It's not necessary Connie. It's fine with me... You're HOT, you know."
"Thanks Art. I appreciate hearing that, even if it is coming from my brother. The guys have stayed away from me since the divorce. I thought I would get hit on more often, but it hasn't happened. That's why I'm here actually. It wasn't working out for me there so I decided to pack up and move on."
"You know Mom and Dad will hire you without thinking, but you're here instead?"
"Yes, because I still want my freedom. I interviewed at your Firm today and they hired me, pending them doing their due diligence, starting work next week. You okay working with your sister?"
"Of course, it sounds like fun!"
"I've been in a hotel two nights now, but because we haven't had any time to get to know each other, I thought it's time since we may have to work together. I had my fingers crossed with hope you'd let me stay with you."
"Actually, I welcome that so you can stay here as long as you like. Make yourself at home and get comfortable."
"I already did."
I laugh.
"I guess you have so keep up the comfort level. It's fine with me."
"Don't you dress down when you're home alone?" she asks.
"Yes, I do indeed. I had to put some clothes on before I answered the door."
"You were naked?"
"I was."
"Oh, that's great! I do the same when I'm home alone. Would you be okay with me being naked with you?"
"You have no problems being naked in the presence of your brother?"
"No. Why should I?"
"Wasn't it you that had fits when I accidently walked in on you when we were younger?"
"Yeah, it probably was," she says, smiling and looking guilty.
"Normally, sisters have this thing about not showing their nakedness to their brother. Why don't you?"
"I guess I've grown up over the years. Besides, I don't have anything you haven't already seen before so what's the point?"
"You just won your case and I won't hold it against you."
"Oh good. It feels so much more relaxing to be naked at home. Normally, I strip off as soon as I get home. Want to strip now?"
"Sure. Go for it."
She strips off the two pieces she's wearing and I'm mesmerized by her body. She has perky, proportionate tits that make her irresistible, and a slender figure with all the right curves in all the right places. Her perfect ass is to die for as she shows me her body with no embarrassment.
"You'll make some lucky guy a very happy man again Connie. You're a wet dream come true."
I cringe, realizing what I just said to my sister and bow my head in embarrassment. My face has to be fifty shades of red.
"I'm sorry, Connie. I had no business saying that to my sister."
Damn, I don't know what got into me. I shouldn't have said that so bluntly. Wetness forms in her eyes as she joins me on the sofa, sitting on my lap, and gives me a hug I will likely not forget, for a while anyway. The heat from her body has a natural affect on me as my cock begins its ascent to stardom.
She breaks the hug and stands, then removes my clothes without asking. I let her since she has a smile on her face and also help her at the same time. I stand and face her, and when my cock returns to her view, her smile grows as she reaches for it, strokes it with mischievous eyes, stares at it, then looks me in the eyes.
"Nice cock, Art. Use it much?"
"Jeez Connie, you're my sister. We shouldn't be having this conversation. Don't ya think?"
"Under normal circumstances, maybe not, but we are, so relax and enjoy."
"Wow. This is so weird. Did you plan this or something?"
