sisters breakup

[Johnpalmerston]

i am your 35 year old brother and after the breakup of of your bf of 3 years you decide to come stay for a week to get away. We have always flirted a lot but being in the same house lone is driving us both wild. I go up to my room after saying good night to you and lay in bed and begin to rub my hard cocking thanking about you when you walk in and catch me...

 

[kimberlee]

I'd been so sure that Greg was 'the one.' We were engaged to be married and then I walked in on him and another woman. I couldn't believe my eyes at first. Then, when I saw she was Jessica, his sister and one of my best friends, I just had to get out of there.

Jessica had introduced me to her brother. Had she done it out of the goodness of her heart or had I been little more than a cover allowing others to see Greg attached to me when, in fact, he was fucking her. I had thought his wish not to proceed too quickly and to 'save ourselves' to be charmingly romantic. How was I to know? And when I all but forced his hand, telling him I'd gone on the pill and that while my mother might say 'why buy the cow when you can get the milk for free; I was curious as to the quality of said 'milk.' I couldn't help but wonder then just how often they'd done this over the years?

Needless to say, I broke off the engagement. Now, living with my brother, I've found that I'm feeling the aftershocks of Greg and Jessica's betrayal. I look at John and don't only see my brother but see him as a woman sees a man. I know its all in my mind and excuse myself whenever the sexual tension I've begun to feel becomes too strong for comfort.

I finally decide that I can't do this any more and need some time away to let everything that's happened process. I rise from the sofa and walk to John's bedroom door to tell him of my decision.

I knock softly and say, "John, it's Kim. Can I talk to you for a while?" It's then that I notice the door hadn't been completely shut and lightly push it open. He hasn't spoken yet but perhaps he hadn't heard me.

That's when I saw him. Oh my God. I stood there like an idiot just looking at him stroking his cock. When he noticed me and I managed to do more than stare wide-eyed, I said, "Sorry," and turned half running to my bedroom.