TV then Bedtime

You simply cuddle alone with Molly for a little while, idly watching television. You pretend not to notice when she snuggles you deeper.

“So nice to see you two getting along so well,” you hear from off to the side.

You both turn your head to see Tammy grinning at you. Molly tenses up as if to sit up but when you subtly press down on her shoulders with your arm, she relaxes.

You look your sister over. She’s wearing a nice pair of silk pajamas that fit her snugly but not outrageously so. You make an obvious show of looking up and down approvingly, idly noting in passing that the crotch of her pajamas is not loose at all, but pulled up snugly against her pussy. Not so tightly that she has a cameltoe, but still snug. And her breasts stretch her top just enough that her buttons are straining slightly.

“Looking good, sis,” you say, pretty sure TAM affected her choice of clothing.

She blushes slightly. “Thanks.”

You pat the couch on the side opposite of Molly then lift your arm and beckon to her with your hand. “Come sit with us for a bit before bed.”

She blushes a little deeper but comes over to you and sits down ever-so-slightly farther away than Molly. Which is to say, not very much at all. You put your other arm over her shoulders and nudge her slightly towards you. She cuddles in willingly, even happily if her quiet purr is any indication.

The three of you sit together in mostly silence, watching TV. The only brief conversation you have is about tomorrow’s plans.

“Do you have an appointment with the insurance agent yet,” Tammy asks.

“Doubt it. I’m sure he won’t see it until he gets into the office tomorrow morning unless he checks his phone before then.”

“Do you want me to drop you off on my way to work?”

“No, that’s alright. You know it isn’t on your way at all and I don’t want to make you wake up earlier.”

She shrugs. “Okay. Don’t say I didn’t offer.”

You just chuckle and give her shoulders a squeeze. She giggles and snuggles in just a bit more in response.

“Comfy. Mmm.” Is all she says after that.

Soon enough the show ends and the intro music of the next show blares out loudly enough that it startles all of you.

Tammy sits up and looks at the clock on the wall. “Is that the time?!” she squeaks out in shock.

“Bedtime,” She says as she stands up and pulls Molly to her feet. Both of them stretch, making movements you very much appreciate.

Tammy gently nudges Molly towards the hall. “I’ll get some blankets for you,” she says over her shoulder.

You stand up and stretch as well. “Alright. Um.” You pause and she turns to look at you questioningly. “So, uh, got a spare toothbrush I could borrow?”

She grins and nods. “In the cabinet in the bathroom.” As she turns to continue down the hall, she adds, “Guess we’ll need to go shopping for a few basics tomorrow.”

You nod ruefully. Probably a good idea. Your eyes catch something and you pause. Your sister’s pajama bottoms are stretched out over her ass as well. And are her hips swaying more than usual? And is that…a lack of visible panty line? As unlikely as it is, you bite your lip at the thought of that nice, firm bum only being covered by pajamas. And then your mind immediately goes in the direction of If she has no panties, does she also have no bra?

You shake your head to dispel the thought and duck into the bathroom. Even though Tammy’s scores were already fairly high last time you looked, and you’re pretty sure they’re at least a little higher now, it almost seems impossible to you for her to be acting like this so quickly. You decide you need to check out TAM as soon as they go to bed. But for now, you open the cabinets and search for the spare toothbrush.

You find it without too much trouble, ignoring the clearly feminine items on the shelves around the normal toiletries. There are actually several toothbrushes still in their packaging, in assorted colors. You look around and see that the two toothbrushes already in the holder on the counter are pink and purple so you disregard those colors and choose a gray one. You open it and, spreading some toothpaste on it, start brushing your teeth.

“Excuse me.”

You look over towards the door and Molly is standing there. She indicates that she wants to brush her teeth as well so you absentmindedly move half a step over. She gives you a quick smile in thanks.

You are absentminded because Molly is very clearly ready for bed. She’s wearing a long(ish) tee shirt long enough to cover anything else she might be wearing. Oh, while you consciously realize she has panties on, something in your brain is saying She’s naked under there! And that part of your brain is helped along by watching her vigorously brush her teeth, causing her breasts to sway under her shirt. You nearly swallow the toothpaste in your mouth as well as half the toothbrush when you see her nipples start hardening from brushing against her shirt so vigorously.

She bends over to spit in the sink and when she stands up straight, she looks at you in the mirror and realizes what you are looking at.

Busted! You think.

But instead, she just smirks at you and leaves you to finish brushing your teeth. It is then that you realize that you weren’t busted at the end there like you thought, but when you had stopped brushing your teeth to watch her breasts. You grimace then chuckle to yourself. That could have gone a lot worse. Looks like she didn’t mind too much.

You actually finish up after a moment and go back to the couch. Tammy is already there and putting blankets on the floor. You walk around the couch and see that there’s a normal pillow on the floor waiting for her to finish. She bends over and picks it up and your eyes are naturally draw to her ass which is pointed towards you. The fabric is pulled taut across her butt and you cannot see any sign of panties. You swallow hard and avert your eyes from her ass just in time for her to stand up straight and turn towards you.

“There. That should do you for tonight,” she says as she walks towards you. The two of you hug and she kisses you on the cheek. “Good night.”

“Good night,” you say back as you watch her walk back down the hall.

You look at the clock - it isn’t really that late - only eleven thirty. You usually stay up later than this watching Netflix but you’ve had a long day and will most likely have an even longer one the next day. But at the same time you probably ought to check out what all those beeps were telling you.