Fresh from the shower, strawberry blond hair cascading down her shoulders like a waterfall, her perfect breasts, her body enveloped in a fluffy white towel made Nathan's rapidly expanding cock react in a manner not suitable for a brother. She stood in his doorway, while he sat upon his bed, his eyes drinking in where the droplets of water had coursed down her firm abs and the softer curve of her hips. "What are you doing here?" he asked, utter surprise combining with arousal.
Leona, 23, looked with puppy dog eyes at Nathan, her younger brother by only 10 minutes. "I need a date for the Halloween party on Saturday. Mike and I broke up," she said so effortlessly, like she was commenting on the weather. "He was going to take me, but obviously that's not happening now."
Leona sighed and looked at the floor. "I should have known better; he kept talking about his friend Tom's sister Mary, then one night when we were you know, doing it, he called me Mary."
Nathan was feeling this weird surge of jealousy and protectiveness toward his sister, with his mind filled with thoughts about this asshole Mike whom he had never met. "You mean, like, you were having sex."
"No, " Leona practically yelled red as a beet, "It's just that. we were just making out, you know kissing and stuff. I've never you know done that, I've never you know had sex, I'm still a virgin, she said blushing an even deeper red.
Nathan was relieved, sad, and confused all at the same time. He had always had a protective streak for Leona-after all, she was his little sister, only 5'4 inches and all of 110 lbs-so her confession caught him off guard. He'd had no idea she was still a virgin to begin with, what with her being such a beautiful and desirable young woman. He had watched her go out with a different guy pretty much every weekend. His cock twitched again. "Oh, I see," he replied, keeping his voice level. "Well, I am glad to take you to the party, but I am really not into the whole dating scene."
Leona looked up at him, her eyes pleading, "It doesn't have to be a date-date, Nath. Just come with me, please?"
Nathan sighed, knowing he couldn't say no to those eyes. "Alright, but what are we supposed to dress up as?
Leona's eyes sparkled and she exclaimed, "Oh, I have just the thing." She went into his room and sat down on the edge of his bed, the towel slipping a bit to reveal a bit more of her thighs. "We could go as Harley and Poison!"
Nathan raised one eyebrow. "But Leona, I can't go as Poison, she's a girl."
Leona burst out laughing, "Oh, don't be such a prude, Nath. It's going to be fun! Besides, you obviously don't know how sexy you will look in a crop top and tight shorts. All the guys are going to be after you," she teased, poking his stomach playfully.
Nathan rolled his eyes, fighting off a sudden rush of heat to his cheeks. "Ha, ha, hilarious, Leona. But Poison Ivy is a girl and I'm not exactly known for my cross-dressing skills. I can be the Joker.
Leona snickered,, "Come on, Nath, don't be such a spoilsport. You can't be Joker, everyone knows he is a manipulative asshole to Harley, he just wants Harley for her body, you can't be Joker. Besides, think about the costume possibilities." Then, she leaned in closer to him, her breasts pressing against the towel as she said in a whispered tone, "You'd look so hot with some green hair and a purple suit."
He couldn't help but feel her warm breath upon his neck, the soft caress of her hand against his chest. "Okay, okay, I get it. But what is the plan here, get dressed up, go to the party, find some masked stranger to hook up with and get naked?"
Leona leaned back, and the towel pulled taut over her breasts, while a mischievous smile played on her lips. "Of course not, don't be silly, Nath."
He couldn't help but notice how the towel clung to her body. "So, what do you suggest?" he asked in a voice thick with passion.
"We get dressed up, to the party, have a great time, dance, laugh, then come home together with our costumes on." to herself Leona whispered, "Unless you want to be the one to take my costume off."
Nathan's eyes lit up, not sure if he heard her right, he blushed, "What did you say, Leo?
"Oh nothing Nath, I just said, maybe I will find someone to take my costume off for me, at the party that is," she replied blushing that he had heard her.
"We only have the rest of today, and tomorrow to get our costumes in order, that's not much time." Nathan stated.
"It's plenty of time though, I have been planning on going as Harley, for quite a while now, and have my costume all figured out, that just leaves you, I have a pretty good idea of what to do for Poison too." Leona said matter of factly. She stood up, the towel slipping slightly, revealing more of her smooth skin.
"I have the wig that we will be needing along with most of the rest; we will have to do a trial run and make sure that it all fits. I may just have to alter some of it to make sure it's right." Said Leona as she got to her feet walking to the door.
He watched her as she walked away from the room, and he had never found her more desirable. He knew he should feel ashamed about having such thoughts; however, they just would not leave him alone.
Leona paused in the doorway, turning back to address him, "I'm gonna get out what I have and see what else we need," saying her voice trailed off as she accidently dropped the towel, Nathan got a good view of her ass and pussy before she managed to cover up. Grabbing the towel, wrapping it around her again she blushingly said, "Give me 10 minutes then come to my room."
Nathan sat on the bed for a full 15 minutes, counting every second. What the hell was happening-she dropped the towel on purpose, what's with Poison; she is still a virgin. His mind in turmoil, his thoughts were going a million miles an hour.
Nervously, he stood and made his way across the hall to Leona's room. His cock pulsed with a strange excitement; he mentally slapped himself in an attempt to calm down. She's his sister, for crying out loud. He made it to the door, his hand hovering over the knob before finally knocking lightly. Waiting for her to answer.
"Come in," Leona calls out, her voice thick with excitement. He opened the door, and there she was -in an extras sexy Harley Quinn costume that really showed off her assets. A tattered tee-shirt along with shorts too short to be called shorts barely covered her ass. She had painted her face with iconic white makeup, a red heart high on her cheek. Her lips were a shiny red and begging to be kissed.
He saw Leona loosing his voice for a moment he swallowed and cleared his throat mumbling, "Fucking hell, your sexy Leo." quickly catching himself he smiled, "That's a damn nice Harley costume Leo; you look just like her."
Leona blushed at his comment and replied, "Thanks Nath, now we have to get you looking sexy too," tossing him a pair of green tights. "Here put these on, so we can see how they fit."
