You are alone again

Caitlyn and your mother make their way upstairs, the sound of their footsteps echoing through the house. You can hear the rustling of fabric as they open their respective closets, your mother's closet just down the hall from yours.

You sit there on the couch, clutching the pillow to your chest as you try to calm your racing heart. Your mind is reeling, the images of your mother and Caitlyn.

You shake your head, trying to clear the thoughts. You know you shouldn't be thinking about them like that, but you can't help it.

By now, your erection has gone down, the intense arousal slowly fading away. You take a deep breath, trying to relax your body and calm your mind. You glance at the TV screen, the anchor's lips still moving silently as the sound remains turned down.

The sound of footsteps on the stairs snaps you out of your thoughts. You turn around and see your mother and Caitlyn descending the staircase, both of them dressed and ready to go out.

Your mother is wearing a pair of tight-fitting jeans that hug her curves, accentuating her toned legs and round butt. She has on a loose-fitting tank top that hangs off one shoulder, revealing a glimpse of her collarbone and the top of her breast. Her hair is down, falling in soft waves around her face and shoulders.

Caitlyn is wearing a pair of tight-fitting jeans that accentuate her curves, with a crop top that reveals a sliver of her midriff. She has a pair of boots on her feet.

You can't help but stare at her, your eyes roaming over her figure as you take in every detail. The way the jeans hug her hips, the way the crop top clings to her chest... it's almost too much to bear.

Caitlyn notices your gaze and smirks, her eyes glinting with mischief.

Your mother and Caitlyn put on their winter jackets before saying goodbye. Your mother gives you a quick peck on the cheek before heading out the door, the scent of her perfume lingering in the air.

Caitlyn lingers behind, her eyes fixed on you. "Bye, little bro," she says, her voice dripping with false sweetness. "Have fun shopping."