She awoke the next morning in deep thought about what happened with her, and her brother yesterday. She had no regrets, replaying it in her head made her tingle down below. She had to get to her first class at the community college in an hour, so she had to get ready.
She turned on the shower; she knew her brother would be heading to work soon. She didn't want to be in the shower long, but the thought entered her mind that perchance if he walked in, she could use the opportunity to perhaps 'accidentally' open the shower curtain exposing her naked body to him (if she could play around with him a little, she wouldn't mind being late.)
She started the shower and undressed with the water hitting her skin; she couldn't stop thinking of her brother. The thought of his hard cock and the way he had cum was making her aroused, she started touching herself and imagining him behind her with his large cock pressed against her wet naked ass. She wished he was in the shower, moving his hand towards her tingling clit and for him to start touching it...
She snapped back to reality when she heard a knock at the door.
"Hey are you decent in there?" Her brother said.
"Yeah, I'm in the shower," she replied loud enough for him to hear her.
"I need to brush my teeth; I got to get to work soon, stay in the shower. I'll be quick." He said to her.
"Yeah, no problem," she said back to him.
She sort of felt odd by what he said, did he forget about yesterday, or was he trying to forget? Why'd he say stay in the shower as if he didn't want to see her naked?
He turned on the sink and started brushing his teeth as she drew the curtain back a little, looking at him. If she were going to do something now was the time.
Quickly, she turns the shower off, and opened the curtain fast.
She said to him in her best sexy voice. "Hey can you hand me my towel?"
She stood there bare and wet, anxious for him to turn around and see her undressed body glistening with water.
"Yeah sure, here you go" he said not looking at her. Now at this point, it was hopeless for anything to occur; she wrapped the towel around herself and went toward her bedroom and left him to brush his teeth.
She was perplexed by this and a bit offended wondering why he didn't look back at her? After all, she was naked and wouldn't he want to see that after yesterday? She dropped it, for the time being, thinking maybe he was in a rush for work.
However, shouldn't he of said something about their encounter? She had made him cum harder than he ever had, so he claimed?
Was it all a fluke? She couldn't worry about it now; she had to get going, before she left her room, she went to her closet and grabbed the stockings she hid in there and put them in her back pocket, just in case her mom or dad went in there. Her parents had no more room in their closet, so they started taking over hers (she hated it!)
She got to the bus stop, knowing there were a few minutes until the bus came, she took the stockings out of her back pocket and looked at them.
She saw that her brother's cum was dried, but they were stained. This gave her more thoughts about the encounter. She put them close to her nose and sniffed them, there wasn't much of a smell to them, even still she trembled from the waist down thinking about how his cock and cum were on them.
She seemed to feel weird thinking this, like maybe she was sick feeling this way about her older brother? Nevertheless, she couldn't fight it; she wanted more. She couldn't wait to get home later and hoped he would be there as well. A conversation was inevitable given what occurred in the living room yesterday.
She balled up the stockings and put them in her backpack just as the bus pulled up. She took this bus all the time; it was usually empty except for an elderly couple that would smile and say hello.
She got to her first class still distracted by thoughts hardly paying attention to what the professor was saying. She felt her phone vibrate, and she casually grabbed it from her pocket as not to be seen. It was a text from her brother...
It said. "Are you alright, you seemed odd this morning?"
In her mind, she was thinking he was the one being odd, not her. If anything she was upset but did she have a right to be?
She wrote back. "Yeah, I'm fine was just early. You're going to be home later?"
She wondered if he would be home, or with his girlfriend later? She waited patiently for his text, and finally it came through.
It said. "Yeah, I will be there I have no plans.
She was happy to read that and wrote back. "Alright, I will see you then."
Now she couldn't wait to get back home, wondering if lightning could strike twice? Maybe they could go on a little farther later? She wasn't nervous anymore, having seen and pleasured her first cock had made her more comfortable now.
She wasn't experienced sexually, yesterday was her first time doing anything, and it made her eager to try more. She knew they wouldn't fuck, honestly she wasn't ready for that. However, she was open to other things maybe he could pleasure her?
At this point, it was getting old always playing with herself. She envisioned him doing that, running his finger slowly around her clit and subsequently sticking his finger deep into her pussy. The thought made her want to cum right at that moment.
School was finally over; she wasn't thrilled about going to community college, but with her grades, it was the best she could do. So now she was at the bus stop again thinking what to do next? She desperately wanted to do more with her brother today; she gathered he had a foot fetish but couldn't keep taking her mom's stockings (she'd definitely wonder why they were missing?)
She decided that walking over to the drug store might be worth missing the bus, having been there before she knew they sold them there. She was feeling bad that she didn't have anything 'sexy' to wear, definitely not a girly-girl.
She had a natural body, extremely ample breasts and a tight round ass but at no time-worn anything to show it off; her long black hair was always up, and hardly ever wore make-up. She didn't feel the need to impress anyone, with things being different now; she felt it may be time to do a little something, at least when around her brother.
She went inside the drug store, headed towards the back where they kept the stockings, pantyhose and nylons. She grabbed a pair of pantyhose, the package said 'silky' so given how rough her mother's stockings felt, she definitely wanted something more comfortable for her, and him.
Maybe his cock would be pleased better with a more silky feel? She paid for the pantyhose and rushed back to the bus stop making it just in time to catch the bus home. She sat down in the seat and couldn't wait to get home and see her brother and show him the pantyhose; she hoped he'd like them?
Looking out the window of the bus she wondered if this was the right thing to be doing? It did plague her mind for the longest time, way before yesterday, were these thoughts, feelings, and desires for her brother normal? She had read a few books about sibling relations and knew it was pretty common for siblings to experiment. Nevertheless, it still made her feel a bit weird, maybe that was the fun in it? Because it was so wrong, yet felt so right in her mind.
The stop close to her house was coming up, so she pulled the cable to let the driver know her stop was coming; she got off the bus and felt a rush of adrenaline surge through her; this was definitely going to be a make or break situation for her; she hoped that he wasn't having second thoughts?
She arrived home; it was mid afternoon; she knew her parents had already left for work. They worked at the same janitorial company and always had the same shift that had them returning home at 11 pm like clockwork. This gave her time to be alone with her brother, now nervousness started to settle in. She wasn't sure how to approach him? She didn't want to come off as desperate to him.
She walked inside and saw her brother in the living room watching the sports channel; he was extremely into athletics; he played baseball in high-school and was an avid gym-rat, so he had a nice muscular body, she'd often think about staring at him completely naked, the fact that he was well endowed (as she knew now,) increased her fantasizing about him.
"Hey, how's it going?" She said to him.
"I'm alright, how about you?" Was his reply?
"Well... I guess I'm okay, just a lot on my mind today," she said in a worried tone.
He turned around quickly, "What's wrong; you aren't, mad at me are you?"
"What did you get from the drug store?" He looked worried staring at the bag from the drug store.
Little did she know he'd been thinking of her all day, the encounter they shared yesterday was playing through his mind; he was worried and scared she might have had second thoughts and maybe tell their parents; a sense of panic was a big part of his day.
"I'm... I'm alright, not mad at you or anything, just confused, really fucking confused!" she sat down next to him trying to map it out in her mind what to say?
"Confused about what? was this about yesterday? You aren't having regrets are you...shit... are you going to tell mom, and dad?" Fear went through him now wondering what would happen.
She laughed a little seeing the fearful look upon his face. " No, I'm not telling mom, and dad. They'd kill us both you know that?"
"Then what has you so confused, you can tell me anything you know?"
He was relieved that she wasn't thinking about telling their parents. He surely didn't want that getting out, especially in the small town they lived in. how would it be if his boss, friends and girlfriend found out? It could potentially ruin his life.
She moved a bit closer to her brother and made complete eye contact.
"Well, I guess I want to know how you felt about yesterday? I mean you haven't said anything about it, are you the one regretting it?"
His eyes widening staring at her...
"Absolutely not, I don't regret it; I didn't bring it up because I was scared that maybe you were freaking out over it, we could both be in trouble?"
Her confidence lifted a bit hearing he had no regret about it; she understood they could get in trouble. However, she didn't care; she just got the signal she needed from her brother.
"Dude, no shit! I know we could get in trouble, I'm not saying a word, just thought you didn't like what I did or something. Remember, I'm not very experienced; you were my first?"
He smiled at her statement. "You could have fooled me? Technically, that was my first time, with feet anyway."
"So I take it you have a foot fetish?" Her look was inquisitive; she felt a sense of pride being the first to give him pleasure with her feet.
