"Okay, when does the movie start?" Kylie inquired.
"It's at 1:30," I replied.
Kylie checked the time on her phone and realized they had an hour to spare before the movie.
"We just have an hour. Let's go right now. Let me book an Uber," Kylie suggested.
I hesitated for a moment before speaking up, "Actually, I have a bike. We could take that, but you might want to change into something like jeans."
Kylie glanced down at her dress that reached down to her feet and considered my suggestion, "Hmm, you're right. I don't think this dress is suitable for a bike ride. Might slide up. Uber sounds like a better option."
Her mention of the dress sliding up on the bike made my imagination run wild, picturing her legs exposed all the way to her knees.
"Yeah, right. Then change into something more comfortable," I replied, trying to keep my composure.
"Uber it is then," Kylie affirmed, and I silently agreed, suppressing the excitement of having her ride on the back of my bike.
With the decision made, we booked the Uber and prepared to head to the theater.
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We settled into the backseat of the Uber as the driver began the journey. I couldn't help but notice the driver stealing glances at Kylie, despite her modest dress. But it wasn't his fault, My Sister-in-law was such a busty woman, that people would easily give thousands of dollars just to have a night with her.
It irked me to see someone eyeing her like that, and I shot a glare at the driver to remind him that she belongs to me... uh sorry, she belongs to my brother unfortunately.
Kylie and I sat on the opposite side of the window, leaving a respectable distance between us. I wanted to maintain a level of propriety, given that she was my sister-in-law and a married woman. However, Kylie seemed to sense my unease and encouraged me to sit closer.
"Why are you sitting so far away? Come here, I won't bite," she said.
Taking her invitation, I slid a little closer, and she followed suit, bringing us within touching distance. My heart raced as our shoulders touched, sending a wave of excitement through me. I knew it was a simple gesture, but being this close to her made my pulse quicken.
Kylie then reached into her purse and pulled out two mints, offering one to me. "Want one?" she asked.
With a barely audible "Yes," I accepted the mint she offered, but my nerves got the best of me, causing my hands to tremble. In my anxious state, I accidentally dropped the mint, and it landed on Kylie's thigh.
Embarrassed, I hesitated to pick it up, my cheeks flushed with a rosy hue.
Kylie, engrossed in her phone, nonchalantly said, "Take it."
Still feeling flustered, I stammered, "You give it to me."
To my surprise, she took my hand and placed it on her thigh, guiding it to where the mint had fallen. Even though her dress covered her thigh, I could still sense its thickness under my touch, and my heart raced at the intimacy of the moment. I quickly retrieved the mint and nervously ate it.
As I tried to explain my hesitance, Kylie remarked, "You're way too shy. No wonder why your ex left you."
Her words stung, and I immediately felt hurt. "Kylie, hey! That hurts," I said, trying to defend myself. "And I didn't take the mint from your thigh because of how I angered you before."
She said, "Oh, yeah, my bad. Despite the fact that I'm like your sister, you should feel more relaxed around me. Look at you, so rigid. Keep your hand here."
She patted her thigh, encouraging me to place my hand on it.
I asked, still uncertain, "What?"
She reassured me, "Relax yourself. I'm just trying to help you open up."
My heart was racing with excitement as I hesitantly placed my hand on Kylie's thigh, feeling the softness of her thigh and fabric of her dress beneath my fingers. "Better," I managed to reply, trying to keep my composure.
