I was a bit embarrassed, but I tried to explain. “Rachel, can I ask you if you saw me naked in my bedroom walking around would you have a good look?” I asked her.
“Maybe for a second,” she said,
“What if you knew for sure I couldn’t tell you were watching me, would you watch for longer.
“Probably, but you’re still my brother so it would be kinda weird.” she replied.
“Then you know exactly how I feel. I know I shouldn’t be looking at your panties. It’s very weird because you are my sister, but I can’t stop myself because you are so crazy friggin sexy to look at.” I laughed.
Rachel became a bit shy and even blushed a little. We both took a sip of wine and looked out into the night sky.
“Do you really think I’m sexy?” she asked, “You can be honest with me.”
“I think you’re very sexy, but you’ve lost your confidence because of Wes. Once you let that go you will bounce back,” I told her.
“But I need to know how you know I’m sexy?” She asked.
“I’ve been getting aroused just by looking at you in your sexy pink underwear for the past 2 hours, do you need more convincing than that?” I laughed.
“At least someone notices my underwear,” she said as she got up off the sofa.
“I’m exhausted and I want to go to bed, we should continue this conversation tomorrow, you are giving me lots to think about.” She turned and headed up the stairs.
I put away the glasses and the bottle before making sure the doors were locked and the lights were all out. It took a few minutes before I headed up the stairs.
When I got to the top of the stairs, I could hear a loud buzzing coming from Rachels room. At first, I thought it was an electric toothbrush. I went and brushed my own teeth, then jumped into bed. I could still hear the buzzing and thought she really likes her teeth clean. Then I heard her moan.
It didn’t take long and there was another moan, followed by “Ummm, Ummm.” I smiled to myself as I listened to my sister masturbating loudly in the next room.
I pictured her huge, corded vibrator grinding away on her pussy. The “Ummm’s” got louder and switched to “Right there,” before there was a deep growling sound followed by a peaceful “Mmmmm.”
I loved that she had gone to bed early so she could look after herself. There was hope for her yet. I briefly considered rubbing one out myself, but the wine was doing its work and I was sleepy. You can rub out 2 tomorrow, I told myself as I drifted off to sleep.
The next morning, I woke up and went downstairs to find Rachel in the kitchen making breakfast. She had on tight black yoga pants and a sports bra that left no question as to where and how large her nipples were. Her breasts looked as firm as a 25-year-olds.
“Wow, someone’s a hottie today,” I said as I walked into the kitchen area.
“Whatever,” she replied, “Want some eggs?”
“Sure, what’s the occasion?” I asked.
“I’ve decided to work on me again,” she said, “Do the things I enjoy, like running. Today I’m starting with a 3-mile jog.”
“I like the sound of that,” I told her, “What has you so motivated?”
“You were right last night, none of this is my fault. I should have gotten out sooner, but I can’t change that. From now on I’m only gonna do the things I really enjoy.” she said confidently.
“Wow you realized that this morning?” I asked her.
Rachel took the eggs from the frying pan and put them on a plate with a fork before sliding them over to me.
“Actually, I decided it just before I went upstairs last night.” she laughed as she thought about it, “I started my new life right before bed.”
“I could tell,” I laughed back.
“You could tell what?” she asked.
“That you were doing things you enjoy,” I said with a smile.
“You could hear me?” she said with a bit of panic in her voice.
“Your vibrator shakes the whole house,” I said still laughing.
Rachel looked slightly terrified.
“Hey, it’s no big deal, I masturbate all the time, everyone does,” I told her.
“But everyone isn’t listening when you do, are they?” she said shyly.
“Actually, you sound very sexy, especially when you’re about to ” I stopped and thought about what else I should say, then I looked at her. “I’m glad you’re enjoying being you, it really didn’t matter what I heard.” I said.
“I’m glad I sounded sexy to you.” she said sarcastically.
“Is it ok if I admit I was a bit jealous of your vibrator,” I said with a smile.
“Dec you are such a pervert!” She said. “I’m going for a run, see you in a bit.”
She grabbed her water bottle and headed for the door. I watched her walk away and had a good look at her body. She had a nice round ass and hips. Her legs were long, and she looked fit. The yoga pants really were sexy on her. Only an idiot wouldn’t be jealous of her vibrator.
Rachel got back about an hour later, she was flush and sweating but still looked great. I was reading the paper in the kitchen when she came in and asked what we were doing today. I suggested we tour the French Quarter and see all the old houses. She thought that was a great idea and headed upstairs for a shower.
I was tidying up the kitchen when I noticed Rachel had left her purse on the floor. I took it upstairs with me when I went to change for our walk and knocked to see if she was decent. There was no response. I listened and didn’t hear her bone rattling vibrator, so I slowly opened the door.
The bedroom was empty, but I could hear the shower running in the attached bathroom. I stepped in to drop off the purse when I noticed the bathroom door was open. To my surprise, in the reflection of the mirror over the sink, I could see my sister getting undressed for her shower.
She already had her sports bra off so her breasts very clearly visible. They were nicely firm and round even without the bra. Very impressive for a 42-year-old woman. She had dark areolas with large nipples. I wondered what it would be like to lick and suck them properly.
She turned around so her ass was facing the mirror as she pulled down her yoga pants. I don’t think she was wearing any panties. Her nice, curved ass popped out once it was released from the material. As she stepped out of them, she turned. I thought she might see me, so I pulled back behind the door for a second.
I popped my head in again and she was just stepping into the shower. She had very dark blonde hair around her pussy. It had been trimmed but definitely not shaved. I tried to remember how long ago it was that I saw a grown woman’s pussy look so natural.
She stepped into the shower and the steam made it much harder to see her. I could only make out her outline as she started washing her long blonde hair. My cock started to get hard as I watched her washing herself. The steam was building up more and I was losing sight of her. I put the purse on the bed and pulled down my track pants to stroke my fully erect cock.
By the time I looked back at Rachel, she was about to step out of the shower. I was momentarily terrified that she might have caught me masturbating over her. I left the room quickly as my heart raced, hoping I was wrong.
When I got into my room, I started changing. I looked at my cock again. “You are going to get me into serious trouble,” I said, “No wonder they call you a dick.”
It was hard to resist the urge to finish touching myself and release the desire I had for my sister.
I was downstairs first, waiting at the kitchen island for her to come down. I was just about to call the Pink House Tavern and see if we could get a reservation when I saw her decending the stairs.
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