Bees Story My Story Ch 17

"Well, it's been a while! I'm sorry about the wait, but things have been all over the place the last few months. I go into more detail in the post but I'm sure we've all been dealing with current events in our own ways. I found it increasingly difficult to find the focus and drive to write/clean up these entries if I'm being completely honest with you all. Not because I don't want to do it, and not because I don't love sharing this stuff with you all, and not because I didn't have the time... I did want to, I DO love sharing this with you, and I definitely had the time. I think I've just been having bouts of executive dysfunction over the last month and a half. Believe me, I wanted nothing more than to give you all at least one post to enjoy while stuck at home.

Thank you to everyone who's been patient, and thank you to everyone who was generous enough to help me replace so much of what was stolen. We're still rebuilding a bit and have plenty to replace, but seriously, I can't express how thankful I am to you all for making the process so much easier. I know times are incredibly tough, and even when I made the post I didn't realize how much worse things would get, so I really didn't expect the level of generosity you all exhibited.

This post has a few smaller entries that aren't necessarily eventful but I feel like they were necessary to understand my emotional/mental state as time went on. Either way, I hope you all enjoy!😘

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Thursday, February 27, 2020

I worked my last day of overtime on this project today! We still have a few months of work to go, but things are somehow winding down and ramping up at the same time. I'm going to miss the extra money, and normally, I don't know what to do with myself when I have this kind of extra free time, but now it means more time I can spend with my brother. After the last year or so of working my ass off and not seeing him much, it'll be a welcome change. I can't wait until he has his spring break because I don't intend on walking anywhere for that entire week. Okay so maybe I'm a little pent up tonight. I just milked because he's on campus still, and the orgasm it caused only made me soaking wet. Before I even grabbed my phone to type this I looked at my favorite vibrator for a second just knowing it's not going to do the job right now. But fuck, now just talking about this is making the ache unbearable!

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It's been a couple hours, I was just reading over the Christmas entry from the post I'm working on getting up soon... god that night was so incredibly hot. I couldn't help frantically rubbing my clit to the memory. I think I came like 4 times reading it, I hope I managed to portray even half the heat of that night for those of you who read it. I wish he and I could recreate that thrill and excitement. I think I need a bath now.

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Friday, March 6th, 2020

I guess... I won't be performing at the club for the foreseeable future. There are rumors that the city is going into quarantine sometime soon. I don't really know the extent of what that will mean, but one of the band members is sick and being tested for the coronavirus. The owner thought it would be safer to go ahead and close up shop for now until it's safe. A little while after I got his text about it, I overheard some of the leads here at the studio talking about shifting everyone at the studio to working from home. It sounds like a nightmare, just thinking about how much more time it'll take to get things done. I wonder if we'll have to delay or halt production at all.

The good thing is it means I have weekends free for now. I'm sure my brother and I will make great use of that time, but the bad news is that now we won't have the extra income to help us replace everything that was taken from us in January. If we end up spending all this time working at home I guess it's good that most of our stuff is gone so there are less distractions. Even if he makes for a very big distraction himself.

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I just talked to my brother, apparently one of his professors is talking about changing his class to finish online, and potentially more will follow suit. I can't imagine how hard it'll be to get anything done if we're both at home trying to be productive.

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Okay it's official. Just got the email... we're supposed to take all necessary equipment home with us tomorrow and we'll be working from home and doing video conferencing from here on out. It's weird because none of my friend's places of work seem to be concerned at all about this?

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Monday, March 16th, 2020

I've basically been home for like a week straight now, and it's weird. My brother only has one class that he has to go in for now, otherwise he's been here as well. I brought my rig from work home and I have to admit, I'm glad that I'm not doing overtime hours or anything because it's a little difficult to stay focused sometimes. I keep finding myself wanting to go bug my brother while he's doing his own work. Just wanting to lay on his bed and chat with him while he types away. I get to be home but I can't be comfortable and risk walking past his room in panties while he's in the middle of a zoom call, or joining my own meetings without having a bra on under my shirt. Really it's wearing a bra around the house that sucks the most. Plus I'm just wired to seek pleasure when the mood strikes while I'm at home, but I have to behave (though I HAVE been taking frequent breaks just to give myself a quick orgasm here and there).

As difficult as that all sounds, I do actually find myself being surprisingly productive when I get to have YouTube running for background noise, and the ability to step away for a second and refresh myself mentally, etc. I've gotten a surprising amount of work done, and somehow the studio has really managed to make the arrangement work. Hopefully it'll only be for a few weeks or so.

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Friday, March 20th, 2020

So it looks like we're going to be doing this for a good while. Shelter in place is in effect, and the city is officially in quarantine. The studio sent masks to everyone, but I think I'm going to have to get more just to be safe.

I'm mostly worried about the club, I hope they're able to reopen when all of this is over. The band member who was sick tested negative for the virus, and he's feeling better, thankfully. But I think it was definitely a smart move to shut business down when they did. I wasn't sure what to think when it happened, or when the studio switched to working from home, but now I see they were all just being proactive, and I'm thankful for that. Though, if I'd known the last time I saw all of my friends was going to be the last time for a while, I would have hugged them all a little tighter. It's weird being stuck at home but not being able to see them in person.

I was able to go out and get groceries and supplies for us today during my "lunch break", it was weird seeing how empty the store was, both in people and essentials. Kind of scary if I'm being honest. But I got lucky and managed to get the things we need and a decent amount of food for me to cook over the next few weeks.

When I got home, I was greeted by my brother walking around in his underwear, as he was carrying a load of laundry to the wash. Despite the intimacy we've shared, I'm realizing that I actually haven't seen him walk around in just his boxer briefs all that much, and for some reason it felt almost scandalous? I felt my cheeks tingle and I couldn't help noting how well he filled the briefs out, both front and back, but especially front.

I put away the groceries, which took a little longer with me being periodically distracted by him. I wasn't sure if he was intentionally trying to get my attention or not. He seemed so casual as he hummed something to himself as he went back and forth. Once I had put away the things that needed to go in the fridge/freezer, I took advantage as he reached for the buttons on the washer and started the cycle. I softly padded my way up behind him, and held him from behind, resting my head against his back. He tensed for a second and then relaxed into my touch with a soft laugh.

With my eyes closed, I just let my hands wander his chest and stomach, mapping his body, every edge, the soft, the firm, the warmth. I felt goosebumps forming on his skin as my hands reached his lower abdomen, and I couldn't help planting a kiss against his back. Then another; my kisses always come in pairs. He gently grabbed my right hand and pulled it to his lips in response. I saw it as permission to keep going, and let my thumb hook into the waistband of his briefs, gliding across his hips from right to left before letting the elastic snap against his skin. He jumped almost imperceptibly, and I smiled against this skin before reaching lower to cup his package. I squeezed gently, staking my claim. I could feel his heat growing more intense, and his cock coming to attention.

"Mmm I love you..." I muttered, letting the sound vibrate against his shoulder blade.

"I love you too." He answered, his voice low and measured. It made me feel overdressed immediately.

I slid my hand into his briefs and let my fingertips slide along his shaft. "I want you."

"Show me how much." He rumbled.

Whoa... this was different? Unexpected. I hesitated for a second in surprise, before feeling my blood run just a little hotter. I'm starting to realize that being challenged (if that's what you'd call this) flips some kind of switch in me, an immediate reaction. I think he's aware of it too. It lit a fire in me and I immediately turned my hand to pull his waistband over his cock, and yank his briefs down. I gripped him firmly and started to pump him. He shuddered and let my other hand go so he could rest his hands on the washer to support himself, and I stopped pumping him so I could tug on his side to turn him to face me.

He looked down at me with a cocky smile, and I glared back at him indignantly. I quickly threw my top aside, accepting the small victory as I saw his focus drop briefly to my cleavage. I realized he was trying to seem in control, like he didn't want this too, and I was going to break him. I leaned against him, letting my chest rest against his, my boobs straining against my bra. He looked conflicted, wanting to watch them press to him, and trying to keep my gaze. I let his cock go, crushing it between our stomachs, it's throbbing heat against me driving me wild.

I put my hand at his neck, urging him down to meet my barely parted lips, letting my heavy lidded eyes focus on his mouth. His smile faltered as he came closer, and just before we could touch, I pushed him back, and dropped to my knees, roughly dragging my nails down his chest and stomach. He sucked air in between his teeth and I gripped the base of his cock, noting the obvious arousal. I couldn't help licking my lips, and I gently pressed them to the side of his shaft, leaving a gentle kiss.

I deliberately moved my hand toward the head, applying a tighter grip as I reached the end, coaxing a large bead of pre-cum from him. I straightened up, and aimed him a little bit, letting his arousal drip into my cleavage. He looked positively transfixed and it was exactly what I'd hoped for. I brought my mouth close again, doing everything I could to tease his length with my tongue, and the heat of my breath.

"I love this cock..." I moaned hotly into his skin, watching as his hands jerked, fingers twitching until he balled them into fists. I knew exactly what he wanted to do. I continued teasing him, several times letting my lips part and almost, just barely taking his head between them. He bit his lip and I felt his hips shake for a second as his hand started to reach for my hair, so I held my tongue out, and let his tip rest on it, my mouth open just enough to tempt him.

He took the bait almost immediately, his hand quickly moving to the back of my head, his fingers digging into my hair. His hips moved forward as he pulled me to him, and I quickly used my left hand to grip his shaft, making a safeguard so he wouldn't push too deep as I let him enter my mouth.

I quickly worked my tongue over his head, taking in the taste of his wetness, and I moaned softly. He responded with a shuddering groan and closed his eyes as he started to actually fuck my face in earnest. I could tell he was holding back, and I couldn't decide if it was hotter that he was fighting so hard to restrain himself or if I'd prefer for him to lose control, but the thought brought my right hand to my tits, pinching my hard nipples through my bra before shakily struggling to unbutton my jeans so I could slip my hand into my panties and rub my pussy. Fuck was I ever wet...

I brought myself closer to orgasm as he and I found a balance between him being in control and me being given enough freedom to make my mouth more pleasurable for him, but I found myself wanting to give my nipples more attention. I quickly pulled my hand from between my legs, to put it at my back so I could unhook my bra, let the strap slide down one shoulder, swapped hands on his cock so I could toss it aside, and immediately just rubbed my hands across my nipples to satisfy the ache. I moaned around him again.

"What time do you have to get back to work?" He asked.

"Hmm?" I hummed, taking a second to process what he asked until, as he started to repeat the question, it sank in. I pushed him back and out of my mouth. "Oh fuck! What time is it?"

I'm still getting used to working from home I guess. When I came home from shopping, it was so easy to forget that I was technically still working, and not just coming home with the freedom to do whatever. I was a few minutes late for a zoom meeting, and confirmed it when I saw two missed calls on my phone that I had left in my purse on the counter. I buttoned up my pants, washed my hands and put my top back on, promising to finish what we'd started later.

Now imagine my embarrassment when I joined the meeting in progress, only to see my prominently hard nipples reflected back at me through my webcam, as I'd forgotten to put my bra back on under my shirt. No one said anything, but there's no denying it was noticed, especially with my coming in late commanding attention. I felt my face burning up in embarrassment, and I grabbed one of my hoodies off of my bed behind me, so I could at least cover up under the guise of being chilly. But the damage had been done, and I had to force myself to focus on the meeting, ignoring that slight wardrobe malfunction, as well as the waning ache between my legs.

By the time I finished with work, we had both forgotten what we'd started, now fully distracted by the release of Animal Crossing. Hopefully soon I'll be able to order a replacement Switch, because I felt so annoying hovering over my brother's shoulder all night while he got started. I can't wait to dive in!

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Sunday March 22nd, 2020

Just wanted to say, thanks to your generosity, I was able to replace my Switch and get Animal Crossing. I can't express how unbelievably grateful I am for you guys. I don't know that I deserve it but I do love you all! 💖💖💖

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Friday March 27, 2020

My Switch gets here today, but I have so much work to finish up that I'm not letting myself touch it until I'm done. I've suffered this long while everyone's been playing, I just need to hold out because I know I'll be so distracted otherwise.

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Friday April 10th, 2020

We've been playing a weird sort of game for the past week. Around Monday, while I had my bedroom door open and was in the middle of a meeting, I was finishing up talking through some notes when I saw movement out of the corner of my eye. As someone else started talking, I looked over to see my brother standing in the doorway, only wearing underwear, and slow-jerking his impressive length, his cock at full attention as he stared me down with a devilish smile.

I felt my eyes go wide and I tried my best to motion off screen for him to go away. I held my hand up to signal for him to stop, and looked back to my laptop, seeing my arm was extended out of view of my webcam. I tried my best to stay composed and give my attention to the meeting until I felt something press into the palm of my hand. I did a double take as I realized he had walked right up to push his cockhead into my touch, so I shut off the video for my webcam and pushed him out of my room, shutting the door while he laughed playfully like the big fucking asshole he is. Truthfully I wasn't mad, maybe slightly turned on, but I was certainly caught off guard and worried about calling attention to myself. I chastised him about it later, and told him that, for misbehaving, he'd only get milk from me that night, no sex. Really though I think we both know that's just as much if not more punishment for me than him.

On Wednesday, I came out of my room at one point, fresh out of the shower, surprised to find he wasn't holed up in his room for his zoom class today, he was sitting in the chair in the living room that faces directly toward my door. He looked a little startled at first, like he was relieved his laptop was facing away, which was mutual. But then he calmed and returned his attention to the screen.

I remembered Monday though, and I saw an opportunity to get back at him. I dropped my towel. He glanced up for a split second, and then back at me with his eyes practically bulging out of his head. I reached back and pulled my door shut behind me, and then leaned back against it. Now that I had his focus, I laid it on thick, planting my feet shoulder-width apart, caressing myself with both hands, gently squeezing my breasts, and teasing my hardening nipples, holding them to my lips so he could see me catch them between my teeth, and letting one hand trace down my stomach, between my legs so I could plunge my fingers inside myself. I started out trying to put on my best pornstar impression, shaking out my hair, silently moaning and heaving my chest, acting completely unaware that I was being watched. But then I actually started really getting into it, and pulled back, afraid to accidentally cum out loud. The look on his face was priceless. I left him alone and went back into my bedroom to get dressed, and we ended up not having sex once again. This time because he said he was punishing ME for being bad.

The next day (Thursday), I came out of my room in comfortable house clothes, and found him sitting in that chair again. He gave me an expectant look for a second, as I stopped in my doorway, it was as if we were each waiting for the other to make a move. After a bit he dropped his attention back to his laptop, and I decided to fuck with him again. I quickly stripped, and made a show of playing with my boobs for a little bit, doing my best to not make them leak. He alternated between watching me and looking at the screen, but when I moved a hand between my legs, he slowly shut his laptop and leaned back.

I didn't let it faze me and rubbed slow, firm circles around my clit, the pressure making my right knee shake slightly. I slipped my fingers into my folds and spread myself a little for him as he watched silently. When I started to finger myself, he started to take off his pants, and ended up stripping completely naked, taking his hard cock in hand and rubbing his length. Now it was my turn to fall under the spell. I realized in that moment that outside of a few brief moments, he'd never seen me touch myself quite like this, and I'd never seen him touch himself. I wanted a closer look.

I walked over to him slowly, letting my hips swing a little more than usual, until I stood in front of him. We wordlessly eyed each other up and down, and then he resumed touching himself. God he looked so fucking hard, so big, throbbing, and I just remember the word "forbidden" running through my head. Clearly there's still a lot of excitement coming from the thrill of seeing HIM, without even getting to the more explicit activities we've engaged in. I started to rub myself again, and for a few seconds we just watched each other's hands, and listened to the soft, wet sounds coming from our ministrations.