Puttering around the kitchen as quietly as she could, Jessica enjoyed the quiet of the house. Her aunts and cousins and other hangers-on had finally been driven away with nothing but a few sentimental knick-knacks to take and the house her distant mother had left her was finally, uncontestedly hers. It had taken a few weeks, almost a month, but time was on Jessica's side and she had worn them out. It paid to work from wherever there was an internet connection.
With the eggs softly sizzling in the bacon fat, Jess took a moment again to appreciate the silence. The way the wind played with the wind chimes on its journey up the steep hills. The gentle pinging of hot radiator pipes. The sounds of gentle snoring from the guest room. Hearing that, Jess smiled. Her older brother had always been her staunchest ally and defender, pushing the backstabbing family away and keeping her parents away from her as best he could. She loved him, and his selfless nature. He was the only other occupant of the house finally, and Jess had some plans before she would let him out of her trap.
Tipping the eggs from the pan onto a plate, she quickly added the toast with butter and jelly and a small pile of bacon before putting it all onto a tray with a cup of coffee. Pushing the door open slightly, Jess smiled at the form of the man laying tossed on the bed like he had flung himself lengthwise onto it. "Tyler, wake up." she called softly, placing the tray on the small desk and going to crack a curtain. A sleepy snort and groan told her he had, at least somewhat, heard her call, and another groan at the sun now filtering through the sheer curtains told her she was gonna have to get smarter about how to wake him. "C'mon sleepy head, I have breakfast."
"Hnng." He groaned. "Breffast.." and suddenly found the motivation to pull himself to a sitting position, blinking blearily at her in the morning sunlight. She quickly placed the tray across his lap and plumped his pillow to a more comfy position, coercing him into full awakeness and giving him no time to process the fact he was awake, or that he didn't need to be. He stared at the plate for a few seconds before sipping the coffee and tucking in. Jess darted back to the kitchen and grabbed her own tray, joining her brother by pulling up the desk chair to the bed. They ate in silence as Tyler got his brain under control, but it wasn't long before he was giving her accusatory glances over the rim of his coffee cup.
"You have something planned today, don't you?" he asked her, with a teasing accusation in his tone that made Jessica's heart beat that much faster in her chest. It had been only about a week since that strange encounter in the forest, and Tyler had questioned her a lot about what had happened for her to be gone essentially all day. She had always been evasive, dodging the questions or giving half-truths, and she saw it frustrated him.
Tyler was always a very curious person, which is why he had taken to natural sciences in high school. Getting a degree in botanical studies with an add-on of Entomology was just the start for him. He had been studying all of the biological sciences he could get his hands on, but found himself out of work at the moment and waiting for his struggling little company to get some grants or find something that they could patent and secure their future. He really should be back there now, schmoozing and wooing investors or digging into the obscure depths of strange and exotic plants, but his little sis needed him and so here he was. That adventure she had had a week ago, disappearing for a whole day and coming back without a scrap of underwear or shorts had him worried and strangely... something. He wasn't sure what else that feeling was and was almost afraid to identify it, but seeing his little sis flaunting herself in the breeze like that was more than a little intimidating.
The look in her eyes now was also very... alluring he decided. And then started questioning why that word worked so well. She was his little sister. Why would he ever think that? But she didn't look so little just a week ago, and he had had time now to think on and ponder the sudden realization that she was a woman.
Jess got off the bed, taking her tray into the kitchen. Her hips had a bit of a sway to them now, but she didn't even notice. Tyler did, though, and was a few minutes more getting out of bed. When he did emerge, he was wearing his favorite pair of basketball shorts and a tight t-shirt. Jess preferred long lounge pants and a v-neck top herself, but anything to hide that strange tattoo was good. That very morning she had stood in the bathroom staring at it, poking and prodding herself to try to see if it could go away but with no luck. At least it was a realistic flower, she had decided, though the stamen was in a very sexual position if you asked her.
"So what's the plan today?" Tyler asked, starting the water to wash the dishes and turning away from Jess. "Nice to have the house to ourselves finally." He added as a bit of an afterthought. The tension in the room definitely started to build, though, and he could smell something beautifully musky and yet floral permeating the air. Jess coughed like she had caught a bit of water down the wrong pipe and turned away as well, beginning the kitchen clean up to avoid looking at him. That vase of wildflowers in the corner must have been a lot stronger than she realized.
"Oh, I need to start clearing out this old junk and get the place ready to sell." Jess said casually, sweeping egg shells into the bin and collecting the dirty dishes to add to the sink pile. She still didn't look at him, but she could feel him staring. The smell started to build even more, and Jess started to realize it was familiar. But where was it coming from?
"Sell, huh?" Tyler commented, swiping the sponge over the plate and stacking it on the rack. He kept a good eye on Jess though, watching the way the cloth of that v-neck slid over her perfectly round ass. She stepped over with a load of dishes, and as she reached to set them down on the sideboard for him to clean, their arms brushed. Tyler almost gasped at the contact, it was like electricity. The amazing smell was definitely to the point it infused every breath of air, and seemed to be getting him horny as fuck. He had long tucked his raging erection behind the hanging towel at the sink, but feeling her heat was almost too much.
Jessica did gasp at the touch, but set her stack down and hurried back to her end of the counter and to her busy work. Fuck he was so hot! That familiar aroma had her going hard, and her panties were already soaked just thinking about being in the same room as her brother, let alone where else her thoughts were taking her! She tipped over a salt shaker in her fumbling, but managed to answer Tylers question in a shaking voice. "Y-yes. As much as I might like t-the forest and land, there's too many nasty memories in here for me to stay." Her hands were shaking, and unknown to her small white flowers were starting to spread like a tattoo'd mold up her arms and neck. She laser focused on cleaning, trying to unmuddy her mind and stop thinking about how good his cock would feel inside her.
