Mike & Denise

In the midst of Claim Day, Mike had yet to find or decide who he wanted to claim. Several of his choices were taken, so he knew being creative was the way to go. He didn't want to miss Claim Day.

Finishing odd jobs around his townhouse, Mike was surprised to see his older sister's car outside.

"Denise?" he spoke to himself. "Didn't expect her, but, I'll take it..We've been really close and flirty lately. Wonder what she wants? Not that I'm at all complaining" Mike thought.

Watching Denise make her way from her Grand Prix to his door, Mike noted her attire, as he often did. She had a habit of dressing sexy.

"Short jeans shorts, low-cut black tank top, hair down as I like, and heels. Yep, she's in a sexy mood with the shorts and heels" Mike spoke aloud as Denise approached. It had yet to hit him that his Claim had just arrived.

Opening the door for her, the hot sister and in-search brother hugged, completed their usual soft, repetitive lip kiss (twice), and pleasantries.

"Mm..Hi, hun..Miss me?" Denise asked. "I could tell..And do like our kissess" she noted.

"Yes, I did.." Mike stated. "But, today is Claim Day..No way you're unclaimed by now..You look a-mazing. The heels and shorts are so, so hot on you. Damn, D..You're irresistible".

"I guess not, sweets..And you look good, too..New haircut, your arms look big from working out" Denise complimented Mike, feeling his arms up and down with a sly look in her green-eyeshadowed eyes.

"I'm trying, Miss Sexy" Mike replied, only then did who to claim coming to him.

Taking Denise's feminine, long-nailed hand in his, Mike made it official:

"I claim this woman, Denise Leantoni, as mine on this Claim Day!" Mike proclaimed, to her wide smile. The warmth of ownership, claiming, couple, whatever it was referred to on that occasion, washed over both Mike and Denise. It was beyond anything they'd ever felt.

"Did you want me to cook for us first, or, just take me upstairs to real-ly claim me, my man..You are..My man" Denise replied, trading liplocks with Mike and running her very long, jet-black nails up and down his back inside of his t-shirt.

"We can eat later, Sweet Denise" Mike stated, removing her tank top. "God, these are so beautiful..YOU are so beautiful" he commented, sinking into her tits before hauling her upstairs for the duration.

"I'm so happy! My Man claimed me!" Denise lovingly stated. "Claimed ME!"

"Now, as you say..Upstairs, and I will real-ly claim you..Gorgeous Denise!"

Lifting his now-claimed, hot sister off her feet, Mike swept her up into his arms and scaled the wooden stairway, precious, claimed cargo well in hand.