Not when she’s drunk like that.

“Sure thing Heather. Give me a minute to grab them,” you say as you get up off the bed and creep over to the door. If it wasn’t that your sister was so drunk you would have most likely taken her up on it and fucked her. The urge to cum overriding the fact she’s related to you. You take one last look at her lying there spread-eagled, pussy wet and waiting for you and close the door behind you. You hope Heather just passes out and forgets the whole thing by morning.

Leaving Heather in your room you move into hers. Climbing into her bed with its fluffy pillows and doona that smells just like her, you try and get back to sleep once again. Your annoyance over Heather's drunken advances allowing you to forget your worries about Rebecca and your lipstick red cock. You simmer for another hour before drifting off. Heather passed out long before you.

Thankfully you can sleep in on Saturday. Until you are woken up again that is.

You are gently shaken away this time by a shameful and abashed Heather.

“Hey. Hey. I’m soo sorry about last night! I can’t believe I did that,” Heather says full of remorse at her actions as she crawls into her bed with you.

“Heather! I’m trying to sleep,” you complain at the second interruption to your sleep pattern.

“I’ll let you sleep I promise. I just wanted to say thank you for not taking advantage of me when I was like that.”

“That’s alright. I’m not like that but you’ve got to help me get that lipstick off too,” you tell her remembering your problem from yesterday.

“I will. I’ve some cream in the shower that will get it off. Can we cuddle till then?”

You don’t bother answer but pull Heather in next to you so that she nestled under your arm against your side. You get a couple more very restful hours sleep then and awake in the same position just before lunch. Your movement wakes Heather who opens her eyes and looks at you smiling.

It seems so right waking up in each other’s arms like that. You roll onto your side towards her and take her even deeper into your arms. You kiss your sister on her lips and she returns the embrace. You spend several long minutes in bed together like that kissing, your bodies pressed against each other in an intimate embrace.

“Let's go get you cleaned up,” Heather tells you after you are both breathless but not yet ready to boil over.

Heather gets up out of bed first and holds a hand out for you. Your eyes trace the lines of her legs until they reach the curve of her buttocks covered just by her black dress. You take her hand and she leads you to the bathroom you share. Turning the water on and getting it to the right temperature Heather steps out of her clothes. She obviously intends to join you in the shower. You follow her lead and undress, a naked Heather holding the door open for you to join her under the flowing water.

Inside the shower, you both take turns allowing the jet stream to flow over you so that your hair and bodies are completely wet. Your hands running over each other as you take in the naked form of your sister.

“This will get it off,” Heather tells you as she selects a little bottle of lotion from her shower caddy and squirts some into her hands. Then running her hands along your cock, she starts to wash and rub it clean for you. The feeling of her warm hands running along your shaft makes you harden and gasp at the sensation. You look down to see the red lipstick colour coming straight off as Heather tugs at you gently. If you had only known to try that lotion last night you would have saved yourself a whole night of worry but that wasn’t Heather's plan for you at all.

The lipstick washed completely off, Heather doesn’t stop what she is doing, rubbing your hard shaft and making you groan. You step close to Heather and with one hand on her hip and the other between her legs, you slide a finger inside her, fingering her just like she is stroking you. The shower encases you and your joint moans. You stumble around the shower together, each leaning on the other for support when one of your legs threaten to buckle. Soon Heather leans back against the shower wall, her legs going wide as you step between them. Heather is all but pined against the wall.