On Sunday morning Claire woke still feeling fuzzy about the night she had 3 weeks before. 'must have been a dream' she was in her head while pouring a bowl of cereal.
She hadn't seen her brother since that night, but couldn't stop thinking about him and how complete he had made her feel.
Her brother mac walked into the kitchen in a white t-shirt and boxers. Not realizing his morning wood was poking through the whole of his shorts. "Mornin, Claire bear" he rubbed his chin half hiding the shit eating grin on his face as he noticed her stare.
Claire had no words as she stared at the thick bell head he was sporting. Snapping out of it she realized she hadn't answered him. "sorry, I need to-" mac hugged her tight and she relaxed. "I've missed you"
She felt his hardening cock start to poke her. Gasping, she pulled back. He apologized and left the room, her brother now thinking he messed up 'it must have been a dream I had, she's my sister ugggh'.
Claire wasn't sure why she pulled back but she needed time to think. 'What's wrong with me, he's my brother. but, he's everything I need...perfect black hair, his chest lightly dusted with the hair of angel, muscular jaw structure and the toned body of a model' day dreaming quickly came to an end when mom came into the kitchen.
"hi mom" mom smiled but it faded "what did you say to your brother? he's upset and wouldn't talk to me, You should go talk to him and probably say sorry" "consider it done" Claire walked upstairs contemplating what she was gonna say. On the way to his room she decided to change out of her pajamas and into a comfortable pair of leggings and a loose tank top that probably showed too much cleavage but it was a lazy Sunday and she wanted to be comfy.
She tapped on Mac's door "come in" as she entered her brothers room he was watching t.v. she stopped and stared at his chest as he was now shirtless. He looked over and they locked eyes. "may I join you" he patted the spot on his bed next to him gesturing for her to join. Attempting not to stare at her breast.
"I'm sorry bout earlier" he pointed at his crotch "no worries, perv" she smiled. Both laughed and for the next few hours they watched different shows. Mac loved the scent of her beautiful blonde hair and the feel of her resting her head against his chest as his arm was wrapped around her holding her tight. He was surprised at her interest in all the shows he enjoyed and wished this could never end. Claire felt so safe in his arms she had fallen asleep.
They lost track of time and eventually Mac had also passed out. At 12:45am Macs girlfriend Sue had climbed the lattice to his window. At this time his room had gone dark and the t.v. was in sleep mode leaving it too dark to see anything. Sue had pulled her shirt off not noticing another woman in her mans bed and wanted to wake him up to being pleasured.
kneeling at the side of the bed she reached under his blanket and pulled out his semi hard 9inch cock. She started slowly until it got to full mass then popped her head under the cover to massage it with her mouth.