“Yeah, okay,” Gwen said wiping her eyes.
“Uh, I’m driving,” Joey said.
For once she didn’t give him a hard time. Gwen was still a little shaky and she knew it, so she just nodded and switched sides with her brother, allowing him to drive them home.
Back at the house, Joey was laying on his bed with his headphones on, listening to his new cd, and didn’t hear the knock on his door. Therefore, the hand on his ankle almost gave him a heart attack. He jumped up and threw his headphones off before realizing the mystery hand belonged to his sister.
“For chrissakes, Gwen, you scared the shit out of me!” he shouted. “What the hell are you doing in here?”
“I’m….sorry,” she said. “I knocked, but I don’t guess you heard me.”
“I’ll bet that was hard as hell for her to say to me,” Joey thought to himself of her apology. “You just scared me, is all,” he told her.
“Can I talk to you?” Gwen asked as she sat on the edge of his bed.
“About what?” he asked suspiciously.
“Well, I was thinking about something you said back there, you know, in the music store parking lot.”
“What was it I said?”
“About no one else having seen what happened,” she began.
“Yeah, so what?” he inquired.
“You know Mom and Dad are both gonna kill me, which I imagine pleases you to no end,” Gwen stated.
“I’ve always said, ‘What goes around comes around’,” Joey said rather smugly.
“Yeah, well, maybe you were right about that, which is why I’ve come to throw myself at your mercy, so to speak,” she said.
“What do you mean?” Joey asked. He was now rather interested in where this conversation was going.
“Well, like you said, no one else saw what happened, so, what if we just told Mom and Dad that when we came out of the grocery store we found the car like that?” Gwen said.
“You want me to lie to Mom and Dad for you?” he asked incredulously.
“I know I’m probably just wasting my time asking you this, but yeah,” Gwen said. Joey could hardly believe what she was asking him. “Please, Joey, you don’t know how hard this is for me to ask you this. But if you do this, I’ll do anything.”
Joey had been waiting for this day for a very long time; his bitch of a sister had finally gotten herself in some pretty deep shit and they both knew she was going to get hers good. But now that the day had finally arrived, Joey found himself actually feeling sorry for her. Plus, the fact that she had big crocodile tears streaming down her pretty face wasn’t helping matters much. “What if I did go along with this idea of yours? What’s in it for me?” he asked.
“Like I said, I’ll do anything,” Gwen told him.
“Anything?” he asked.
“Here it comes,” Gwen thought to herself, but what could she do? He had her over a barrel and she knew it. “Yes, anything” she said. “What do you want? Money? Your chores done? You name it.”
“Come on, Gwen, I’m not an extortionist,” Joey said. “But there is something you can do. All I really want is for you to not be such a bitch. You could start showing me a little consideration and politeness and drop the attitude. We’re brother and sister and we should try and get along.”
“Is that all? I really expected more,” Gwen said genuinely surprised. “Maybe I’ve been misjudging you all these years. I mean, you could have really stuck it to me if you wanted to, but you didn’t. And perhaps you’re right, we should try and get along. It’s a deal.”
A smile came across Gwen’s face that Joey could’ve swore lit up the entire room. And he had to admit to himself that it felt pretty good making his sister feel this happy.
“Okay, now, get the fuck out of here,” he said in jest. They both genuinely laughed, perhaps for the first time together, and Gwen stood to leave.
“Okay, I have to finish my laundry. How about I make us a really nice supper before I get ready to go out?”
“That sounds great,” Joey told her.
Gwen turned to leave then stopped at the door and looked back. “Hey, Joey, thank you.”
As she left his room, Joey felt better than he ever had about his sister. Maybe this was the start of something good. He had always maintained that, when she wasn’t being a bitch, Gwen could be an interesting person. After all, she was smart and well rounded. He had always wanted to get to know that side of her. Perhaps this would be his chance. Yes, this was going to be good, but as someone once said, all good things must come to an end.
For the next couple of days, things seemed to go well between them, Joey thought. She was actually being civil towards him and acting more and more like a sister and a friend. They worked together around the house and helped each other with the cooking, cleaning and yard work. At nights, they spent time together watching movies in the living room or listening to music and playing cards. Not all of their time was spent together, of course, but Joey found himself enjoying being around his sister for the first time in his life.
Then came Saturday night. Gwen had made plans to go out clubbing with some of her friends, while Joey decided to stay at home and watch a basketball game on television later that night. Since Gwen had made them a very delicious dinner that night, Joey offered to do the dishes so she could get ready to go out. There weren’t that many of them anyway and it didn’t take him long to finish. After finishing the dishes, Joey decided to head upstairs to his room to surf the internet for a while. Reaching the top of the stairs, he had just turned the corner of the hallway to head for his room when, at the far end of the hall, the bathroom door opened.
Gwen stepped out into the hallway. Her waist-long golden tresses were wrapped atop her head in a towel turban and, save for the bath towel she held in her left hand, she wore nothing else. The siblings both froze, like deer caught in headlights, when they saw each other. Only two parts of Joey’s body seemed to be able to move; his eyes as he scanned his sister’s hot body, drinking in the swell of her fine breasts with their half-inch long erect nipples, her flat tummy, the gentle curve of her hips, her absolutely hairless slit and her long, sexy legs. The other part of Joey’s body that seemed mobile was his dick. In about two seconds, it had grown to its full eight inch length and had made a considerable, and quite obvious, tent in the front of his sweatpants as he stood there staring at her.
Gwen had dried her hair upon stepping out of the shower and wrapped it in a towel before grabbing a second towel to dry her glistening body. Her bedroom door was only a few feet up the hall from the bathroom so she had decided not to even bother covering herself up. The last thing she expected was her brother to be standing in the hallway. The moment she opened the bathroom door, and the cool, air conditioned air hit her, her nipples became erect. They had always been very sensitive like that. A single step into the hallway and Gwen thought she caught a slight movement out of the corner of her eye. But she was moving too fast to stop, and as she stepped fully into the hallway, Joey rounded the corner from the stairs. She was so surprised to see him standing there she just froze, momentarily forgetting her nakedness. Now she was staring at him in all her glory, though her eyes were drawn to the enormous bulge that was protruding from the front of his sweatpants.
Strangely, Gwen began to feel a slight tingle and the hint of moisture between her legs. Perhaps that was enough to snap her out of her daze after a full ten seconds. “Joey!” she shrieked.
A tiny wet dot began to appear at the apex of the bulge in Joey’s sweatpants and he could feel the small stream of pre-cum run down the top of his shaft as he continued to stare at his naked sister before him. He knew it couldn’t have been very long, in reality, that the two of them had been standing there, but in his mind it felt like hours. The image of Gwen’s hot body had become burned into his memory and, sister or not, had given him the most powerful erection of his life, one he was sure she had noticed. Upon hearing her yell out his name, Joey came to his senses with a start.
“Oh, god, Gwen, I’m sorry! I didn’t know…” he began but she had already run into her bedroom by then. Red-faced, Joey quickly went to his own room and closed the door. Tearing off his t-shirt on the way, he threw himself down on top of his bed, pushing his sweatpants down to his knees, and furiously began stroking his cock.
Gwen stood leaning against her closed bedroom door in disbelief. Her first reaction was to verbally tear him a new asshole, but the more she thought about it the more she knew what had just happened was purely accidental. Though still pissed about it, she had decided not to light into him over it.
“The little shit is probably in there beating off right now,” she quietly spoke aloud to no one.
If one were to ask Gwen why she did what she did next, she would not have been able to give an answer. No sooner were the words out of her mouth, Gwen began mentally picturing her brother in his room, naked, stroking his dick. Although she hadn’t actually seen it, she remembered the huge bulge it produced in the front of his sweatpants just moments ago, and if that were any indicator, she realized her brother must have quite an impressive piece of meat between his legs. The slight wetness quickly returned between her legs as she thought about what was no doubt happening in Joey’s room at that very moment. For some reason known only to her, Gwen wrapped her towel around herself and held it with one hand, while with the other she opened her bedroom door and peeked out.
The hall was empty and she noticed that Joey’s bedroom door was closed. Holding the towel in place with one hand, Gwen quietly tip-toed up the hallway to her brother’s door. Stopping in front of it, she turned her head sideways and moved her ear to the door. Inside, she could hear the unmistakable grunts and groans coming from her brother. Nervously, she reached out and placed her hand on the door knob. She slowly began to twist the knob, testing to see how far it would go. To her surprise, she heard the tiny click of the mechanism as the latch gave way. Gwen stopped, holding her breath and hoping he hadn’t heard. After a couple of seconds, she gingerly began to push the door open.
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