Friday

Friday. The last day of our agreement. Despite what was said last night I didn’t want to take any risks. I made my sister breakfast again and, without her asking, I sent her money for lunch. Luckily for me she had already gone out for the night by the time I got home. That was it, I had survived the week.

Between work and everything I had to do at home, I was exhausted and not up for doing much. I couldn’t even be bothered to fire up my PC for gaming. I just ordered in a pizza and helped myself to a few beers. I had a good buzz going after a bit. I didn’t normally drink, but tonight I needed it to wind down. Emma and I texted back and forth. We were both excited about seeing each other this weekend. It would mean getting up early tomorrow for the long drive out, but it was worth it.

I didn’t even notice sleep hitting me and I ended up dozing off on the couch with some sci-fi series still playing on Netflix. I could have spent the whole night on that couch if it wasn’t for Naomi making a hell of a lot of noise as she barged in at 1 a.m. An early night for her, but clearly drunk as she stumbled onto the couch laughing.

“Good time tonight sis?” I mocked her, but she didn’t notice.

“The best!” She was all smiles as she took a seat next to me. I didn’t ask, but she started describing the bars she hit with her friends and what they did. I wasn’t really paying much attention, I just nodded along. “But you know what could make it better?” She asked in a sing-song voice that was starting to get on my nerves.

Considering the week I had been through I wasn’t in the mood to play games, “What now?”

“Come on brother, you still owe me one more night!” She started laughing again.

I thought for a moment. It was technically Saturday morning, she got her full week. Wait, when did she actually catch me? But in the end, I decided I didn’t want to spend the next half-an-hour arguing with a drunk and I gave in. “Alright, what is it?”

“I could really use a foot rub.” I froze. Was she serious? After dealing with all this bullshit this is what she wants me to do?

Out of instinct I looked down her feet.

“I can see you’re into it!” She laughed again.

“Shut up.” I shot back. “I’m not doing that. Go to bed.”

She swung around on the couch and made a show of pleading.

“Please brother! Please! It’s the last time. My feet hurt so much in these heels and you are so good at food rubs. Please! Pleeeeeeeeease!”

God she can be so annoying. I was going to put my foot down and say no. But her pleading was so irritating and I knew she would just get worse like she always did when she was drunk. I was still a bit buzzed myself, so my decision making wasn’t in its top form. I gave in.

Naomi giggled as she swung back around and dropped her feet onto my lap. I removed her heels and placed them on the ground. Gently lifting up her right foot in my hands I started to give her a massage.

“Yaaaay thank you brother!” She celebrated this one last win.

I watched her as she reclined her head back and let out a sigh of relief. At least someone is enjoying themselves.

Why she would want me to do this if she thought I was some kind of pervert I had no idea. I guess it’s one last way to get back at me, humiliate me. Besides she was drunk, so she was just being bitchy and impulsive.

But apart from realizing that she must have thought I was enjoying this in some weird, sexual, way, if I was being honest with myself, giving my sister a foot rub wasn’t the most terrible thing. Even though she was out all night they didn’t smell bad. They were very soft to the touch. No calluses. I started looking at them more closely as my thumbs started pressing into balls of her foot, massaging in a circular motion.

She let out a moan and though I heard it, it didn’t break my concentration. They’re nice feet, as far as feet go I guess. I didn’t have a foot fetish so it’s not like I had too many feet in mind to compare them to. But I would admit they looked nice.

My left thumb moved down to massage her midfoot while I started massaging her ankle with my right hand. They are pretty slender. Her toes are kind of cute. I didn’t notice I had started stiffening up again, that is, until I felt Naomi’s left foot pressing down on my crotch. She wasn’t applying a lot of pressure, but enough to get my attention. I could feel my cheeks going flush.

“What’s this brother?” There was that sing-song voice again. If she was angry she wasn’t showing it.

Oh shit. What the hell is wrong with me. I just kept massaging her right foot, while my eyes were fixed on her left foot resting on my crotch. I watched as she started to move her left foot. Back and forth. Back and forth. A few centimeters at first, and then more and more in each movement.

“Hmmm? I thought you weren’t a pervert. I thought you weren’t into feet.” She was taunting me now, but her tone was no more serious. She was having fun with this. “Well? Answer me, why are you getting hard?”

I didn’t dare say anything. She started out rubbing her foot across my cock, but as I got harder she started rubbing up and down its length. I let out a small moan. Naomi just laughed.

“Next!” She suddenly moved her right foot out of my hands as her left foot shot up to my face, stopping an inch away from my mouth. I hesitated for a moment and just looked at her foot. After a moment, I managed to grab it and move it back down to chest height before starting to massage it. Before a minute had passed, Naomi’s right foot started rubbing my cock.

“So what is it about you? Are you a foot perv or is it just your sister’s feet that you are into?”

“I’m.... I’m not like that.” I tried to protest. It sounded weak and I knew it.

“Bullshit.” She didn’t need to say much.

I had a full erection now. I couldn’t deny it. The physical sensations. The forbidden nature of it. Maybe the taunting too. It was fucked up, but it overwhelmed me. I couldn’t deny that I was aroused, but I wasn’t going to admit it.

Naomi didn’t need to hear an admission though. She pressed a bit more firmly with her right foot as she rubbed the length of my cock. I was right on the edge, if she kept going I could cum right there in front of her.

“You can deny it. You can keep quiet. But we both know the truth now don’t we? You. Little. Pervert.” She finished by lifting up her right foot and bringing it hard down onto my crotch. It was not as bad as taking a straight hit to my balls but it still hurt like hell.

She withdrew both feet from me. Naomi then reached down to pick up her heels and, without another word, walked to her room and closed the door.

I sat there for ten minutes. I was still hard, despite the pain, but I didn’t dare do anything about it. Once the shock wore off I realized the time. I would need to be up in four hours to start driving to see my girlfriend. Naomi had won the last round, but it was the weekend now and I could put this whole thing behind me. I would just give my sister her space, stay out of her room, and in a few years we would forget this week ever happened.