Yeah help her out

“Don’t just sit there! Get me a rag or something!” your sister says waving her hand towards the floor

You hop off the bed and pick up your shirt and start wiping your cum off your sister’s face. You can tell she’s upset but you can’t help smiling as you clean your sister.

“I’m sorry I just...No one ever came ON me before. I guess it kinda shocked me. Maybe warn me next time?”

“I’m sorry I’ll make sure to speak up next time.”

“It was kinda hot though.” your sister says flopping back onto her bed “I’m beat!”

You watch your sister get comfortable and close her eyes. You take her feet and put them in your lap and start massing them. Your sister groans, but doesn’t open her eyes. After a few minutes you switch to her other foot and after awhile you can tell that she’s gone to sleep. You ease off the bed and put your shorts back on. You lean down and kiss your sister on the forehead and head to her door. You peek out and not seeing anyone you quickly exit and close the door behind you.

Heading into your room you grab another shirt out of your drawer and put it on. You lay down on your bed and pull out your phone opening AMA. You go to the profiles and click on your sister’s name. You’re met with a profile shot of your sister kneeling on her bed her face covered in your seed with some already dripping to her tits.

“Oh fuck that’s hot” you mutter to yourself

You feel your eyes getting heavy. You feel literally drained from your encounter with your sister. Before you can decide otherwise sleep finds you.

You awake about three hours later smelling a meatloaf cooking downstairs. You stir out of bed and start making your way downstairs. Downstairs you see your mom in the kitchen and your sister and father in the living room watching TV. You usually go and hang out with your mom, but you don’t know how well that would go over right now. You decide to sit in the living room with Jamie and your dad.

“What do you want dweeb.” your sister says once she notices you. Closer now you can see that your father is sleeping.

“I was just gonna come watch TV with you guys.”

“Well here you can have it. I’m gonna go to my room.”

You can tell that she doesn’t want to sit with you.

“You don’t have to go just because I’m here. I thought it might be nice to hang out.”

“No thank you.” she says tossing you the remote and getting up.

“What did I do to make you hate me so much?” you say looking your sister in the eyes “We used to be good, and then one day we weren’t. I’m sorry if I did something to you.”

Your sister pauses for a second before rolling her eyes and walking away. You drop your head onto the couch, when suddenly your phone vibrates. It’s Ross.

Hey man you got a second?

<Sure, what’s up bro

WTF do you wear to a dress recital?

You can’t help but laugh as you read your friends text.

<LOL I dunno jeans and a nice shirt

Well that’s what I thought BUT this is the first time that I’m going out with her family and I don’t wanna look like a bum

<I don’t think bums have nice shirts...they just have shirts

Ha fucking ha can you be serious for a second here let me send you what Heather is wearing

A few seconds later your friend sends you a picture of an orange strapless dress. Laying on a bed it looks like it would be too short for an average girl to wear but would probably be the perfect size for Heather.

<Wow I can see why you’re worried you don’t have anything that can match that

First fuck you Second I KNOW I’m thinking about backing out. I don’t wanna embarrass Heather on her date.

<Dude calm down why don’t you just let Heather pick you something out

I tried but she said that to “Just wear whatever”

<Why don’t you wear those Khakis you had to where for your Physics presentation last semester and a collared shirt

That might work let me send a picture to Heather.

You wait a few minutes and don’t receive a text from your friend.

“I guess he got it figured out” you think to yourself

You flip through some channels and end up on a rerun of Average Show. You look into the kitchen and watch your mother working in the kitchen. You go back to your confrontation this morning. Since then you haven’t really got a chance to talk to her about anything. Of course you want to make things right with her, but you’d be lying if you said that you didn’t wanna have sex with her again. You get off the couch and walk to the kitchen.

“Hey mom, do you need any help?”

“No Lucus I got it.” she says not bothering to look at you.

You think about pushing it but decide not to and go back to the couch. After awhile you hear your mom start calling for everyone for dinner and you and your father make your way to the table.

You take your regular seat by your mother. She’s dressed in an old light blue baseball t-shirt with short cotton pants. Your mother is sweating from the oven in the cramped kitchen and has notable sweat lines around her cleavage and under her arms. Your mother catches you looking at her chest and narrows her eyes at you.

“It looks great hun.” your father suddenly grunts “Let’s dig in.”

“We gotta wait for Clara. I think she must not have slept well last night. She seemed sluggish when we went on our errands today.” your mother says before yelling “Come on Clara it’s time to eat!”

During the silence you decide that you should mention that you won’t home for supper tomorrow.

“I’m not gonna be here for dinner tomorrow. I’m going to a friend's party tomorrow.”

“A friend..” your father asks “ not Ross?”

“Uh no just a friend from school.”

“Sounds like a date to me.” your mother says smiling

You can’t really get a read on her. It seems like she’s just trying to ignore tension between the two of you.

“Yeah right who would want him.” your older sister chimes in.

“There’s nothing wrong with your brother. He’s a very handsome young man.” your mother objects

You blush at the compliment from your mom.

“Well I think it’s good that you got a date, but don’t come asking me for money unless you are willing to work for it.” your father says bluntly

“Who’s got a date?” your younger sisters asks finally appearing from the stairs.

“We think Lucus has a date tomorrow, we don’t know yet if they’re a boy or girl.”

“She’s a girl!” you state falling for your sister’s taunt

“Oh…” your younger sister trails off

She takes her seat by her sister and looks down at her plate. Your father blesses the food and all of you start passing around the food and eat. You look across the table and notice that your sister is still looking down at her plate just picking at her food. Dinner goes by pretty uneventful and pretty soon Clara leaves the table soon followed by Jamie and then your father.

“Do you need any help clearing the table.” you ask your mother

“No Lucas you can go.” she says starting to gather the plates.

This time you decide to press her.

“Do you think we can talk about what happened?”

“We already did.”

“No I mean really talk I know that you're mad I mean what we…”

“Lucus stop.” She says in a stern voice “Your father is in the other room. We can talk about things later, but I won’t change my mind. What happened was wrong.”

You nod your head and bring Fudge in she runs up the stairs headed to either yours or Clara’s room. You follow behind and find her scratching at your door. You open it for her and find Clara sitting on your bed. Shocked you pause in your doorway.

“Clara...you okay you were quiet at…”

“What the fuck Lucus!” she exclaims making you jump “How come you didn’t tell me you had a date?”

“I don’t know to be honest with you I almost forgot myself.” you feel bad about admitting this but between your mom and sister you haven’t really been thinking about your date with Ruth at all.

Your sister glares at you “Who is it?”

“What?”

“Who is it? Who do you have a date with?” she asks again

“It’s Ruth.”

“Oh…” she says her voice cracking a little “I uh good for you. I know you how much you like her.”

“Clara I wasn’t trying to keep anything from you I promise.”

“No no it’s fine. Why should you have to tell me anything I’m just your little sister.” she gets up and starts walking towards you and as she brushes past you she says “JUST your little sister.”

Fudge follows her and they both go into her room. You stand in your doorway for a couple of minutes before you close your door and flop down on your bed. You pull out your phone and open AMA. You navigate to your sister’s page and find her scores.

Clara Straight 60

Love 45

Lust 21

You look at her scores feeling dejected. You don’t want Clara to be upset with you, but you know better than confronting her now. You lay your head back on your bed. Eventually you get up and turn on the PlayStation hoping that might take your mind off things. A couple of hours pass and then suddenly there’s a knock on your door.