"Hey Hot Rod," Kate called out, approaching the open garage door as her step-brother, Chet, worked on his car. The petite redhead was there for a favor, and wanting to be more akin to honey than vinegar, she was hoping to lighten the mood with a joke. One of Chet's biggest pet peeves was people only coming by when they needed something.
"Don't call me that Kay Kay," Chet retorted, tagging her back with a hated nickname and knowing that she was only there because she needed something. "And what are you wearing? Jesus."
"Fuck you," she snapped back. "Everyone calls you Hot Rod!"
"They're making fun of me Kate, it's unrelated to the cars."
"And what's wrong with my outfit?" she asked next, striking a pose with her hip out as she punched her arms down to her sides. Chet's dad always had an issue with the way she dressed too, but Kate had gotten used to that the past few years, ever since Chet's dad and her mom got married anyway. Chet's comment had almost come as a surprise.
"Nothing," he shook her off, looking her over one more time, undressing her with his eyes. His ginger step-sister had opted for a simple red halter-top that day, simple as in she wore nothing else underneath it. With her nipples standing at attention, despite the humid air lingering in the garage, they distracted Chet from the length of the skirt she wore in addition. Not just that, but the fact that she had also chosen to wear white socks that stretched up to her knees, almost meeting the hem of her skirt.
And then there were the heels, she had worn 3-inch heels to a mechanic's garage.
"Don't I look nice?" she asked, holding her hands behind her back and twisting back and forth a little, trying to be as cute as possible.
"You look great," he smiled, picking up a rag and wiping some grease from his hands. "So, what's up?"
"Well, you see, there was this cone in the road."
"There was a cone in the road?"
"Yeah, I know, weird, right? Anyway, it's stuck under the car now. I tried to have Colin do it, but he just didn't have what it took."
Walking up the driveway towards Kate's car, Chet squinted as the hot sun hit his face, holding up his hand to shield his eyes, unknowingly still carrying a wrench and the rag in his hands. Approaching the car, he could actually see the cone wedged into the wheel well. Kneeling down beside her car, he tried to pull it free with his hands to no avail. Remembering the wrench, he used the tool to pry it loose, picking up the cone once free and holding it up for her approval.
"Yay!" she cheered, hopping up and down in place, as she stood next to Chet.
Lifting herself up on to her toes, he watched as her breasts bounced around in her top, they had to be at least C cups, he thought to himself. Looking down from her chest, her belly button piercing caught his eye for the first time, shiny in the sun. Continuing his scan down, he noticed her skirt fluttering in the breeze. Glancing at the right moment, he was mesmerized by what he saw staring back at him. For the first time ever, Chet was staring at his step-sister's exposed pussy, right there in his driveway. Not just a naked pussy, but fully shaved.
Surprised at the sight of her neat mound, AND lack of underwear for that matter, Chet tried to play it off while climbing to his feet, letting out a chuckle as he held up the cone and banged into the side of her car. She jumped at him and gave him a hug, him hugging her back carefully in order to not let his growing cock make contact with her body.
Turning quickly, he headed back to the garage, hoping that this would be the end of it. At least he had gotten a free cone he thought, and masturbation fodder for the rest of his life. Placing the cone down in the corner of the garage, he turned around and was caught off guard by how close Kate was now standing to him. He had no idea that she had followed him so closely.
"I'm so appreciative of you Chet," she smiled, staring at him lustfully with a shimmer in her eye. Looking down and noticing the growing bulge in his pants, she looked back at him and cocked her face a bit. "What can I do so you can appreciate ME, Chet?"
"I don't know," he answered quickly, picking up what she was putting down, but not wanting to seem too eager. "Some smokes maybe? Maybe some dinner. Hey now, you could...maybe suck my dick..."
"You'd be into that?" Kate answered faster than Chet had anticipated, starting to lift her long hair into a bun behind her head, a hair tie from her wrist used to lock it in place. She cocked her head to the opposite side and stared back at him, waiting for an answer.
"Don't you have a boyfriend?" he asked skeptically, knowing for a fact that she did.
"He couldn't help with the car," she responded, placing her hands on Chet's chest. "He's not good at seeing issues."
"He couldn't see the cone?"
"He misses a lot of signs Chet, not the only one actually," Kate mocked briefly, now running her fingers up and down the front of his shirt. "So, would you be into that? Your little, younger step-sister sucking on that cock?"