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Sister Lends a Hand

How my little sister helped me out one morning.

The following is inspired by a true event that happened during my recent holiday stay at my parents’ house…

I recently returned home to stay at my parent’s home during a three week holiday break from my job working in an Architectural practise.

My parents’ home consists of my mum and dad, my two sisters; Paula; aged twenty, Julia; aged sixteen, and my seven year old brother Thomas. I am a twenty-four year old single male called Richard, and had left home a fair few years ago.

For the first week I enjoyed spending long lazy days hanging around the house doing nothing in particular, and took advantage of my holiday by having long lie-ins on a morning. I was usually woken up by mid morning by my mum or dad, bringing me my morning mug of tea or coffee before they left the house.

On one particular morning, on the first weekend of my holiday, I had made arrangements to meet up with some old school friends for the day, and had woken up very early. I was lying in my bed under the duvet watching the TV when Julia, my youngest sister came into my room with a mug of coffee at around 8:45am.

“Morning sweetie!” I said with a smile, and thanked her as she placed the mug on the bedside table, saying that the others had all gone out already. I sat up a little in the bed, pulling on the duvet as I did so, keeping it just under my chin.

Julia had recently started her first job after leaving school, as a trainee at the local bank, and I saw that she was obviously dressed to go there for a Saturday shift. I think she started at 10 o’clock that day. She looked very smart in her crisp white blouse top, with its big open collar and double cuffs. The top was a perfect accompaniment to her smart textured dark grey trousers and waist coat, and black high heeled shoes. She looked very grown up and professional. I did notice that the top three buttons of her top were undone though!

I expected her to leave the room straight away, but she didn’t. Instead she stood near to the foot of my bed and we started talking. She asked me what I had planned for the day, and I told her of the arrangements I had made.

Our conversation continued, and after a while it had somehow turned to the subject of my girlfriends and then onto my sexlife! This was an unusual way for our discussion to go, as I knew she was a shy and quiet girl. I couldn’t remember the last time she had a boyfriend, if in fact she had ever had one, even though she was good looking.

Julia is about 5’9” with a very skinny figure. Maybe a just bit too skinny. She is one of those girls who never seems to put on weight, no matter how much she eats. I had never really looked at her in any way other than her being my baby sister, who I teased constantly when we were kids. She has long straight brown hair reaching down to the middle of her back, today tied in a simple ponytail, greyish blue eyes, and a lovely smile. I reckoned she had about 32B sized breasts. Her skin is quite pale in complexion. Her make-up is always perfectly applied. Her long fingernails looked manicured. She obviously took great care of her body, hair and skin, and took great pride in her appearance, and the way she dressed.

We continued talking, and surprisingly the conversation started to turn ruder and ruder. After a while I told Julia that I really needed to get up to get myself ready, and I politely asked if she wouldn’t mind leaving the room. She remained standing in the same spot and folded her arms.

“I’ve got plenty of time before I have to leave for work,” she answered. “We can talk while you get ready.”

“I can’t get up while you’re in the room,” I responded. “I sleep in the nude and I’m stark naked under these sheets!

To my amazement she still wouldn’t leave.

“Oh, I’ve seen Thomas naked at his bath time loads of times,” she said. “So I won’t be embarrassed. I’ve seen it all before!”

“It’s not really the same,” I laughed. “Thomas is seven and I’m twenty-two. So it’s a lot different!”

I joked that I couldn’t get out of bed at the moment anyway, as after our last bit of conversation I had gotten a little bit excited, and I now had a hard-on, and what I had was now a lot bigger.

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