It was all I could do to keep my mind on my work.
Sara had bent over to pick up a bunch of the paper clips she had dropped near my desk and the cheeks of her ass were right there, behind the folds of her sheer dress, facing me. The picture in my mind having my hands on her hips, pulling her ass back onto my rock hard shaft was driving me up the wall and if I didn't switch my mental images to something a lot less stimulating, I'd be in trouble! I'd better do it quickly before she sees the effect she is having on me.
"Sara, can I give you a hand?" I offered chauvinistically.
"No thanks Bob. I almost have them all," she mumbled over her shoulder.
She had now dropped to her hands and knees to finish the clean up job and my mind was racing again picturing me on my knees behind her, driving my cock deep inside of her. I knew she was my sister but a stiff dick doesn't think of those things. She finished retrieving the clips and stood in front of my desk asking if there was anything she could do for me. I wasn't sure if it was meant as a double entendre or not but I was damn sure tempted to blurt out, 'Raise your dress, turn around and bend over my desk and let me ram my cock deep inside of you Sis,' but I didn't.
I had been working out of the office I had created in the area above our three-car garage and had hired my young sister Sara to manage the office and do all of the secretarial work. Our folks had died several years earlier, leaving us the property and enough money to get Sara through college when she was ready and to set me up in the management consulting business I was interested. Sara was now 20 and I had just hit the big three oh.
We had joined a group of friends at the beach a month or so ago and it was the first time in a few years I had seen Sara in a bathing suit. She had a fantastic ass and tiny waist with what appeared to be large firm, breasts. Her bathing suit barely hid the dark outline of large nipples and once again my mind was going wild. Voluptuous would be the word that came to mind every time I glanced at her. She had let her blonde hair grow out to shoulder length over the last year and I thought it framed her face nicely. In my minds eye I kept seeing her hair spread out over my lap as she was sucking my cock.
Sara was a good-looking gal and I found my mind switching almost all of her innocent poses to ones with sexual connotations. Perhaps foolishly or naively, I thought we could just go on about our business relationship as brother and sister without anything else entering the picture. I had forgotten, or perhaps hadn't noticed, what an attractive gal she had grown into. When she would bend across her desk to reach anything on the far side of it, her breasts would flatten on the desk and her ass would be high in the air. My mind would instantly begin seeing the picture of my cock entering her pussy from behind as I pulled her to me.
Right then the ringing of the phone shattered the mood. Sara jumped to answer it using the phone on my desk. Shit, it was a business call I absolutely couldn't avoid.
I had to go to Chicago on business for a couple of days but there was plenty to keep Sara busy in the office while I was away. She wasn't the fastest typist in the world but she was improving day by day. . Bullshit, I had a better idea
"Sara, pack-up your laptop and enough clothes for a couple of days. You're coming with me on this trip to Chicago."
If I couldn't fuck her on this trip given the excitement she was going to feel, I never would.
The flight went perfect and we were checked into the hotel without any trouble. My room had a king-size bed with a humongous bathroom and hers had twin double beds with a normal size bath. Both had large screen TV's and each had a mini bar. She yelled over from her room asking if I wanted her to make dinner reservations at the hotel dining room or did I have something else in mind.
Oh, I had something else in mind all right but she was talking about dinner.
"Call down and make reservations."
As we came off the elevator I took her by the elbow and guided her into the oak-paneled lounge just off the main dining room. I was a little generous in tipping the maitre de to get nice window tables in the lounge and then a corner window table in the dining room, each overlooking the lake. The tip must have been fine for the maitre de was all "yes sir's" & "no sir's" and had a huge smile on his face as he was seating us.
The dinner and drinks went over great and the four glasses of wine Sara had seemed to make her a little more jovial than usual. After dinner we went for a little walk, over near the lake but I suggested we get back to the rooms before it got too dark for us to see our way.
When we got to our rooms, she flipped on her TV and lo and behold an adult movie was showing on the porn channel. A gal was deep throating a guy.
Sara said, "Wow, take a look at this."
I went over to her room and saw what she was looking at and immediately thought of her doing the same for me.
"Looks as if they are both having a good time."
"Sure, as long as he reciprocates when she is finished with him."
"Sis, I didn't know you knew about that stuff."
"Oh yes, I never experienced it but I darn sure know about it."
I noticed she hadn't bothered to change the channel and her eyes were glued to the set. It wasn't long before the guy had pulled out of the gals mouth and was shooting his load all over her face.
All I heard from Sara was "Mmmmmm."
"Sara, it sounds as if you wouldn't mind experiencing that for yourself." I commented.
