She agrees to it.

Shelly frowns as she looks into your eyes. She’s still on top of you, naked on the couch.

“Are you serious, John?” She asks in a tone you can’t decipher.

This is it. You fucked up. This was about to be a pretty sweet deal, but you fucked up. Still, you can’t lie about your feelings.

You nod in response to her question.

To your surprise, Shelly kisses you even harder than before.

“That’s exactly what I wanted to hear!” She admits with a huge grin.

“Huh!?”

“John, you remember all those times I was mean to you when we were younger? How I wouldn’t talk to you, get mad and yell at you?”

You nod.

“Yeah, that was me pushing you away because I was afraid that if I admitted to myself that I had a thing for my brother, both of us would’ve been in trouble. But now? We’re in college, living alone. What’s more, once we’re out, it’s up to us how to lead out lives. I’m done holding back. I want you and ONLY you! Believe me when I say that.” She admits.

“After all, are there any feelings more honest than those of a sister for her brother?” She asks in such an innocent tone that it sounds almost pure if it wasn’t for the fact that she’s naked on top of you.

“I’ve known you since you were born. I know all your good points and bad points. So I can say, with complete certainty, that I love you, John.” Shelly kisses you once more, this time in a more calm, tender manner. “I love you, little brother.”

You’re speechless. This is something you couldn’t have imagined even in you wildest dreams. Your sister is in love with you, and is willing to support you in getting a girlfriend if it means she gets to be with you.

You hug her tightly and whisper into her ear.

“I love you Sis.”