Thoughts danced in my head. Desire perked up from within. She was exquisite in that red form-hugging gown. It was obvious she wore no undergarments. Her nipples were proudly on display under the sheer fabric. Her pert breasts couldn't be larger than A-cup on her petite Asian frame. The fabric also hugged the curve of her hips and the firm globes of her butt. A delicate hint of her smooth pubic mound suggested her hidden treasure.
She is Eom, my sister by adoption. She was just barely a year old when she came to live with us. I was five years old at the time. I loved her from the moment I saw her.
We grew very close, told each other our deepest secrets. When we dated, we shared how the date went. Sometimes there were graphic details of necking and petting though Eom never talked about date sex. I was conflicted about whether she might still be a virgin.
Time has passed. I'm 29 and living in the home I grew up in and inherited after the accident that killed our parents. Eom is 24 and lives at home with me. The wills of our parents stipulated that Eom could live in the house as long as she desired and wanted. That was a stipulation I was glad to enforce.
Eom has a good job, earns a reasonable living in the current economy, and can afford to live on her own. I am an aspiring mid-level executive with a very good salary for two to live on. I told Eom she has no financial responsibility to me or the running of the house.
"Buy the things you need for personal comfort, Eom. Save your money."
The only thing she bought as a major purchase was her car. "The dealer didn't want to believe a little 20-something could write a check. "If it hadn't been the car I wanted, I'd have walked away."
Back to the present and the woman in front of me in a dress that yelled out.
"Your eyes are bulging out of their sockets, Steven. Is this dress bothering you?"
"No, I have no problem with the dress though the wearer is causing a hormone rush." Another example of how we hold nothing back.
"Really, Steven? You like what you see?" Eom took a pose making the dress pull against her breasts, her cute butt tensing against the fabric.
I felt a surge go through my loins that I could not control and honestly didn't want to. "My mind is racing with thoughts that aren't healthy for a brother."
Eom motioned me closer. My steps were cautious and determined. When less than an arm's length away, Eom took my hand in hers. "It's only a piece of paper that makes me your sister, Steven."
That was the moment at which one bond was shredded and a new bond bloomed. The embrace and deeply passionate kiss ripped my sister from my arms leaving me, leaving us in a lover's embrace.
"Steven, what's next?" Eom was trembling in my arms. Her dark brown eyes blazed hot through me.
