One swallow does not a summer make

Breakfast is normal. Well, not quite. Well, maybe new normal. Glynda is all happy, getting things ready and Shelly again makes sure that you have food on your plate and something to drink in your cup.

And speaking of Shelly... KAZAM! Her blonde hair seems a little longer but maybe it's just the loose ponytail that makes it look longer. The pale blue blouse does an admirable job of emphasizing her bust despite not actually showing any skin. Tasteful yet sexy. Instead of the pencil skirt that she wore yesterday, today she had picked a loose wraparound piece that barely reaches mid-thigh, and even that only when she is absolutely still - which she rarely is. You catch several glimpses of the embroidered tops of her tan stay-up stockings and once you see the curve of a buttock peek out. The black mary-janes on her feet have an impressive stiletto heel. Meaning that, despite the soiling of your bed with cum, you have to walk to school with a hardon. She gave you a weird glance when she first barged into the kitchen, the heels making that lovely click-clack sound, but acted normally after that.

The school day is perfect for further planning. You doubt that Shelly is ready to seduce you after just one lusty dream. Which means that you must reinforce the kindling of lust you've implanted in her. It doesn't take a genius to know that for women, sex is more than just a mechanical performance. The space journey theme was good, but variety is the spice of life, so you spend the day sneakily browsing through trashy romance novel previews on your phone, augmenting them with a hefty dose of smutty fan-fiction, always making sure that the author is a woman. At the end of the day, your notepad is full of ideas for locations, outfits, themes, and scenes.

Back at home, you have the house for yourself. Glynda is at her weekly fitness session and Shelly is still at work. You rummage through their respective rooms and find several Women's Lifestyle Magazines. Browsing through them, you find even more stuff to add to your notes, including sex acts and positions. Man, women can be kinky as hell! You carefully put them all back afterward.

Dinner is a blur. You're deep in thought, planning the show that you're going to unleash in Shelly's dreams when an arm pokes your shoulder.

"Did you hear what your sister said?" Glynda asks, frowning at you. You have no clue.

"I'm sorry, I spaced out there", you mumble.

"I said that I got a promotion at work!" Shelly shouts. "Really? That's great", you congratulate her. It's not like she needs the money, she is literally only working to have something to do until she decides what she wants the direction of her life to be.

"Yeah, it was quite a surprise since I've only been at the company such a short time, but your sister is now the personal assistant of Louis Hendricks, the CEO of the company!"

What.

Fuck.

FUCK!

You hadn't thought of that! You just wanted more eye-candy at home while you work on Project Sister-Fucker. You didn't want some old pervert getting his sweaty mitts on Shelly!

"Uh, I'm full, thanks for the dinner", you say and quickly evacuate yourself to your room. You have to sort this out before Shelly projects her newfound lust for her brother towards her new boss, who probably looks like a movie star, or even worse, is some **** asshole who will pressure your precious big sister into sex.

But how to do that? And once you figure that out, can you do it while also ensuring that she has sex dreams starring Yours Truly on a nightly basis?

You pace around your room until you hear the front door. It's your father.

"Hey everybody, I got big news!" He shouts. You go to the living room where your father stands all excited. His eyes bulge for a moment as he sees what Shelly is wearing but he composes himself quickly. You guess that Glynda will get a workout tonight.

"My corporation has decided to open a new branch and the board has selected me, as the VP of Operations, to oversee it. While that means that I'll have to be there for three months, I figured that this is a good opportunity for us as a family to have a little working vacation. So you three are joining me for two weeks, we'll have a good time and then you'll have to survive without me for the remaining ten weeks", he explains.

That is certainly a surprise. Your father must have at least a little bit of a guilty conscience for the way he neglects his children.

"Where are we going?" Glynda asks.

"Oh yeah, that's the best part. It's Bali!"

Whoa. That was something for sure. Images of sandy beaches and green waters flitters through your head, only to be supplanted by images of Shelly and Glynda in sexy swimsuits. Whoa indeed.

"But dad, I can't take two weeks off from work, I just got promoted! They'll fire me", Shelly complains.

"Pumpkin, that doesn't matter. That's just busy work for you", your father dismisses her concern. You can't help but smile, the cavalier attitude of your father has solved your problem with Shelly's employment in one grand sweep. She might protest and grumble, but once your father has made his mind, there was no changing it.

"We're flying out in two days. Glynda, handle things at school tomorrow and Shelly, give your notice at whatever the name of that podunk place was. Then pack your bags!"

Sometime later, safely in your room, you think things through. You don't have to worry about Shelly's boss, because it's damn unlikely that the guy is horny enough to re-hire Shelly once she gets back. You only need to worry about exotic local boys and hunky tourist boys until you can cement Shelly's mind on you and you only. The change in scenery might even make your ultimate goal easier; it's entirely possible that Shelly's defenses will be lowered while she's in a holiday mood, away from all familiar things.

But that leaves you two nights of debauchery to slog through. Yeah, creating smutty dreams of your sister fucking Puppet-You six ways from Sunday sure sounds like a terrible ordeal.

A smile on your face, you close your eyes and drift into sleep.