bonding with my sister

Ever since we were little, my younger sister and I always enjoyed each others company. Our parents died in a car accident when we were teenagers and we had been on our own ever since. Now, much older we had drifted apart some since she moved away to college and I started my own business. After a few years of being estranged, we would reunite in a whole new way. It was a cold winter when my sister Leila returned home. Since my divorce a few years back, I had chose to remain single and now had this big two story home all to myself. The doorbell rang and I opened to find my sister at the door soaking wet. Move, let me in she said rushing inside. I welcomed her in and helped her drag her luggage inside. Hey sis, I said reaching to hug her, I’ve missed you. My shirt got wet too, but I didn’t care I was just excited to have my baby sister back in my life.

It seemed like a decade since I had last seen her and she looked magnificent. She stood at 5’1, about 130lbs, with long black beautiful hair that was dripping wet. Just as beautiful as I remembered her, her body was more curvaceous now. With one quick glance my eyes scanned her big round sexy breast and her coke bottle waist that connected to a big, round, beautiful ass. My God my sister was smoking hot; I could not help keep my eyes off of her while I walked her to the living room. “Why don’t you go take a shower, get comfortable, and Ill turn on the heater” I told her. She came out of the shower just in time for dinner, so we sat and talked and got caught up. After dinner, she took the rest of her things to the guest room and said she was going to call it a night. “Good night sis” I called out watching her sexy ass sway as she walked away. Life had been good to my baby sister she had grown into quite a sexy woman.

That night I dreamt that we made hot passionate love on my bed, where we kissed and touched each other all over. I masturbated in bed that night, hoping I’d get a chance to see some skin or get some type of action soon. Little did I know my time was coming sooner than I expected. Throughout the next few days I continued my normal routine, going to work, the gym afterwards, then home to prep dinner. A few times Leila had dinner ready by the time I was home. It felt so good to have the company I missed and desired. The more time went by the more comfortable she grew. Shortly after she was wearing skimpy clothes around the house gaining my attention more and more. One Friday night, she decided to stay home with me and watch movies while thunderstorms scattered outside. She came into the living room wearing white biking shorts and a white muscle shirt, with a blanket in her hands. “Scoot over” she said smiling, let me get in there. Speechless, I made way, and she sat very close to me and hit play on the remote. Midway through the movie she told me “put your arm around me, I’m still cold”, so I did. She cuddled close to my chest and I could smell her beautiful hair.