In the kitchen I find a stack of envelopes. I put two slices of bread into the toaster and sort through the stack, making a pile with Nick's cards and a pile with mine. The toast pops up in the holder and I put the slices on a plate. As I sit down at the table and apply some Nutella I hear the shower running upstairs. I eat my breakfast and make a start on my birthday cards. I'm not having a birthday party this year so the stack also has my friend's cards and presents for me.
After breakfast I move into the living room and look outside for any sign of Hannah. The street outside is quiet, with no signs of my best friend, so I decide to give her a ring and see if she's all right. After what feels like an eternity, she picks up.
"Hey, girl. Happy birthday!" she exclaims. Well, that is if you can sound groggy and excited at the same time.
"Aww thanks, Sweet Cheeks, where are you?"
"Babes, I'm so sorry but I can't make it. I'm dying in bed with a chest infection. Can we rain check for next week, I need to be looking my best for my fav girl in the world?"
Given that Hannah does have a weak immune system I forgive her and we make plans to meet up when she's feeling better. After we finish chatting, I grab my car keys and my bag and I head to out to do a bit of shopping. When Nick asked me if I had a present for me, I genuinely hadn't gotten him any. I didn't have the time with studying for finals and all that. Anyways, boys are so hard to please!
I find parking reasonably easily and mentally prepare myself for the slow death both my arms and my bank card will soon be subject to. I browse through the shops, picking up some new bikini's and summer wear. Without doing too much damage, I find myself outside of Forever 21. I head inside and go into the men's section. I figure, you can never go wrong with a nice plain t-shirt as a present. I pick up a few items, because I'm such a loving sister, and head towards the cashiers to pay. As I'm heading up to pay I have the idea to look into buying some new lingerie. It can be a present for both me and Nick. I browse through the options and pick up a few. I head to the dressing room to try them on.
While walking I hear a voice behind me say, "I hope you're planning on paying for all those." I turn around and see my uncle Brian grinning at me. My uncle is the store manager here. Brian is 33 years old, is 6ft2 and has the same dark brown hair and eyes as my Dad. Brian was kind of my grandparents' surprise child. They had only planned on having one child, my Dad, and then just as they were settling into the idea of having a teenager, next thing a new baby came along. But my grandparents would never openly admit to all that because they love their whole family to bits.
"Hey, uncle Brian!" I respond, giving his a hug, "I like your suit, real nice!"
It actually was a very nice suit. The fitted light grey coat and trousers paired with the white shirt and navy tie really made my uncle look very attractive. And he knows it. Uncle Brian always seems to have a new woman on his arm every time I see him. He's a reformed womanizer but still gets around.
"Why, thank you, my dear. And how is my twenty-one year old niece doing today?"
"I'm really good, thanks. You're still coming to dinner later, right?"
"I wouldn't miss it!"
And with a quick kiss on the cheek, my uncle hurries off to help a worker fix a display and I continue into the dressing room. I try on a sheer light blue bra and panties. The bra lifts and gives the appearance of my breasts being larger. It also ties at the front and the idea of my breasts popping out makes my concealed clit harden. Nick also loves the color blue so I decide to take them. I then try on a black thong. I take off the blue bra and look at myself in the mirror before putting on the black bra. The thong is lace and sheer so you can almost see my folds. Thinking of standing in front of Nick in just this thong really gets my juices flowing. I snake a finger down into the thong and bring my fingers to the wetness. Slipping a finger inside, I imagine my Dad coming in behind me and seeing me like this. A groan escapes my lips. I drop the thong and put it on the pile of clothes. I get down on my knees in front of the mirror and pinch my nipples, imagining it being my father. I insert two more fingers into my wet pussy and finger myself hard. I moan quietly as so that nobody hears me. With one hand buried in my pussy and another playing with my breasts, I imagine Nick fucking me while my Dad licks and plays with my nipples. The fantasy causes the pressure to build and I orgasm. I let myself come down from my sexual high and then clean myself up and make myself presentable before leaving the dressing room to go pay.
After I leave the store I feel like I need a shower to thoroughly clean myself up. It's mid afternoon now so Sean should be home from school. I hop in my car and drive home. I pull up outside the house and get my bags from the boot. I open the door and notice straight away how quiet the house is.
'Sean must have gone out with his friends,'I guess, noticing Sean's bag at the foot of the stairs.
I climb the stairs and take my bags into my bedroom. I laugh to myself quietly to see that Nick has even made my bed again and put away my empty suitcases. As I begin to empty my bags of clothes, I hear the rumbling vibrations of a male's voice coming down the hall.
'I guess he didn't go out, so' I think to myself.
As I make my way into the hallway, the origin of Sean's voice is made clear: his bedroom. As I approach his room I hear a lighter, female voice coming from his room too.
"You're sure nobody's home?" the girl asks.
"Nah, we have the place to ourselves. Come on, you still want to, don't you?" he answers.
"Yes," she responds in a seductive voice, and as she turns on his music she finishes, "Put on a show for me."
At this point I'm standing outside his room. They've left the door ajar. I'm about to walk in and call quits on whatever they're about to do but then I catch a glimpse of what's happening in the room through the reflection in the mirror mounted on the wall next to the door. The girl, stunningly beautiful, is lying on Sean's bed taking off the last of her clothes, her panties, and spreads her legs. She bits her lower lip and runs her finger over her clit. Sean is dancing before her, equally seductively to the music, gyrating and thrusting in time with the music. He kicks off his shoes and takes of his socks, discarding them towards his closet. He, then, starts unbuttoning his shirt. I stand, transfixed, as my younger brother rips off his shirt, revealing his nicely developed abs and pecs, whilst keeping his tie still on. My pussy starts to flow juices as he rubs his chest and thrusts against his hand. As he flexes his muscles he opens his belt and unbuttons his trousers. They drop to the ground and he steps out of them. Kicking them aside, the rubs his large bulge. I'm so aroused by this, I shove three of my fingers deep into my pussy. Sean lowers his briefs slowly, first revealing his trimmed pubic hair, then the base of his thick cock. He seems to be pushing his briefs down, constantly revealing more of his veiny shaft, before the head finally becomes free and slaps against his flat stomach. He must be at least 8". As he walks towards the naked, moaning girl I feel my orgasm coming so I quietly make my way back to my bedroom and finish the job.
I lie on my bed taking in the everything I had just seen. As I lie there, I hear the front door opening and my dad calling out. My heart stops as I picture Sean and the naked girl thrashing around for clothes. If they do, I don't hear the commotion. The music was probably too loud for them to hear his, or else they were too caught up to hear. I leave my room to try to intercept my Dad but he's outside Sean's room, watching in shock the same way I was. Jaw dropped open, I approach my Dad. He doesn't notice me until I'm standing next to him.
I look into the mirror and see Sean's cock engulfed by the girl's soaked pussy. They're fucking hard in the reverse cowgirl position. I'm almost going into shock again just watching Sean's large balls slapping all around. You can see the sweat covering them both making their bodies shiny in the sunlight.
I grab Dad's hand and walk him back to my room. As I close the door he comes back to his senses.
