Mutual Attraction - S01 E07

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Mutual Attraction - S01 E07

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Introduction:

Wayne helps Louise out with a favour

This story continues on directly after my first story, Mutual Attraction

I woke up the next morning, and Louise was still lying beside me. It had all been true. I could see that she had already been awake for a while, and she had been watching me as I slept. When she saw I was awake, she rolled her eyes, as if to say, "Well, here we are, it really did happen", and said "So, any regrets?"

"No," I answered, "what about you?"

She sighed, and said, "You know, I didn't really plan to go that far last night, but I'm not sorry we did. Not sorry at all."

She put her hand on my chest, and then continued, "We probably shouldn't do that again, but I know enough about life to know that we probably will anyway, so we need to make a few things clear. right from the start, otherwise, and she paused for a moment, as though she was thinking of the best way to put it, and then said, "otherwise, we've made a mess we can never fix.

I had a fair idea what she meant, even before she said it, so I just nodded, and said, "Yeah." It wasn't much of an answer, I know, but the whole situation had taken me by surprise, so cut me some slack.

"Firstly," she started, "no-one can ever know."

"Goes without saying," I said.

The other thing is," and she moved closer to me as she said this, "we're brother and sister. We've loved each other all our lives, but we can't be in love. We can't fall in love. You know what mean? We can't be possessive."

"You've got this all worked out, haven't you?", I said.

"You know me. Always the practical one," she smirked, then became more serious, and said, "and we can't even look like doing anything while Mum and Dad are in the house. Okay?"

I nodded.

"Other than that," she said with a smile, "we live in the same house, so if we're horny for each other, nobody needs to know but us." Then, she looked at the clock beside my bed, and said, "Anyway, I've got to get ready for work."

As she climbed over me to reach for her pyjama pants on the floor next to my bed, I remembered that under the sheets, she was naked from the waist down. That didn't help my morning erection one bit, especially when I felt her pubic hair tickling my belly, as she climbed over me to reach down on the floor. Then, as she jiggled and stretched to reach her pants, my hard cock brushed against her right hip, and she said, "I'm flattered by that, but I've got to go to work."

After what we had got up to last night, I couldn't help thinking it was funny that she kept the sheet over herself until she had her pants back on, and then she got up and headed for her own room.

After she'd showered and gotten dressed for work, we had breakfast together, just like any other day. Being so close, we were still in the habit of kissing each other good-bye, and she bent down and gave me a very sisterly kiss on the top of my head, as I sat at the table, said, "See ya," and she headed out the back door for work.

I had no way of knowing if there would ever be a repeat performance of last night, but the possibility was there, and that was exciting enough on its own. Naturally, I was still on school holidays, and with the day to myself, I tidied up after breakfast, and went to a friend's place for a few hours, then came back in the mid-afternoon. Louise wasn't due home for a couple of hours, and our parents would be away for another few days, so I was alone in the house. I put on a few CD's, and lay on the couch in the family room, with a book.

I must have lost track of time because the next thing I knew, I heard Louise's car in the driveway. I heard her coming in through the back door, and I saw her walk past the doorway into the kitchen, and down the hallway towards her room, without speaking. She was carrying a shopping bag in her hand, which was nothing unusual. Like all girls her age, Louise was always buying clothes. I was still lying on the couch when she came into the room a few minutes later, still dressed in her work uniform, consisting of a light blue blouse with the dealership logo on it, and a short denim skirt.

"Hey," she said, smiling brightly.

"Hi, Lou," answered, putting my book down on the floor.

She walked over to the couch, and I pulled my feet back on the couch to give her a space to sit at the opposite end, and she sat down. We chatted for a few minutes about her day at work, and what I had done with my day, and I couldn't help but think about how good her work clothes looked on her. The blouse was cut in slightly at the waist, so it emphasised her curvy shape and perky tits, and the skirt made the most of her great legs and shapely bottom.

It occurred to me that old Mr Cairncross must have really known what he was doing when he put her on the front desk. I'm sure plenty of guys would have been happy to book their car in for its next service, if they thought they'd get an eyeful of Louise next time they came in.

She stopped in mid-sentence, and said, "What are you looking at?" with a smile.

"I was just thinking your work clothes look good on you," I answered.

She kept that pretty smile and said, "You see me dressed like this five days a week. I've got drawers full of blouses just like this, and suddenly you're saying I look good in them. Where's that coming from?"

"Well," I said, "you either look good or you don't. I'm just saying, you look good."

She shook her head, and we continued talking, but there was something about her, like she was waiting for the right time to do something, or maybe, she knew something didn't. Anyway, I had a feeling something was going on.

After another few minutes of talking, she seemed to come to a decision, and she stood up, stepped closer to me, and slipped off her sandals.

"Wayne," she said, in a tone she always used when she was going to ask me for a favour.

"Yes, Louise," I answered, in the tone always answered in, when she asked me for a favour.

"There's something," she paused, "something I'd like you to do."