Romancing Jacquee

But then she smiled at him. It was a smile that said she’d faced her inner conflict and dealt with it. It was a smile of love, the smile only a sister can have for her brother. “Let’s go home, baby,” she said at last. 

He paid the bill and they made their way to the elevator. When the elevator arrived, they were the only people on it. As soon as the door closed, Jacquee grabbed Wayne and pulled him close. Immediately, their lips found each other, opening to each other as their tongues danced back and forth. Wayne grabbed her ass with both hands, squeezing her while she pressed her body firmly against his. 

They didn’t break off their embrace until the doors opened on the lobby floor. Hand in hand, they walked to the car. Once inside the car, she slid over so that her body was pressing up against his. 

“Jacquee?” he said. 

“Shhh. Don’t say anything. Just put your arm around me and drive,” she said. Reaching over, she grabbed his right hand, pulled it around her, and laid her head down on his shoulder. 

Wayne wasn’t sure exactly what had happened. All he knew for sure was that he was sitting seductively close to the most important crossroads in his life. 

They stayed like that all the way home. When they had closed the front door behind them, they fell into each other’s arms again. Shortly, Jacquee pushed him away. “I’m going to go change,” she said. “Put on some music and wait for me in the living room,” she said. 

Wayne put on some music, removed his sports coat, loosened his tie, and paced the floor nervously. “Close the drapes,” he heard her call from the other room. He obliged. 

And then she came around the corner, wearing a short, silk bathrobe that barely covered her ass. It was tied in front, but in a manner that suggested she wasn’t wearing a bra. She looked at him. “I’d like another dance now,” she said stepping closer. “But first, let me take your tie for you.” She loosened his tie further, but without completely untying it, slid it over his head, and tossed it aside. 

They moved slowly into each other’s arms. They danced cheek-to-cheek, and body-to-body, with Wayne no longer trying to conceal his aroused manhood. He reached his hands down, massaging his sister’s ass, like a lover would. Slowly, he eased his hands under her robe. What he found was his sister’s bottom, devoid of underwear. Immediately, he squeezed her buttocks and pulled them firmly to him. 

Sensing his urgency, she moved her hands to his chest and pushed him back slightly. “Easy, Tiger,” she whispered. “It’s only the first time once. Let’s make it last.” She leaned up and kissed him lightly on the lips, while he still held her ass in his hands. 

She moved her fingers to his top button, unbuttoned it slowly, and moved down to the next one. She repeated the process with painstaking slowness until she reached his pants. She pulled his shirt form his pants, finished unbuttoning it, and slid it off his arms and onto the floor. She ran her fingers lightly over his chest, taking time to pinch and pull his nipples. 

Wayne could feel the excitement building within him. He moved his hands slowly up her sides and towards her breasts, only to have her block his way with her arms. She smiled at him. “Not yet. My turn first.” 

With that, she dropped to her knees in front of her brother. With excruciating slowness, she undid his belt and unsnapped his pants. And then she slid his pants and underwear over his hips and down his legs. She stared at his rock hard cock, as it stood erect before her. Looking up at her brother, she smiled. “You’ve grown some since the last time we were teens. Remember those days?” 

Wayne stared down at her, knowing what would happen next, but afraid to do anything without the magic spell be broken. But the spell wasn’t broken, and Jacquee reached her hands out and took his manhood in her hands. 

She handled his cock like it was an object to be worshipped. She stroked it slowly with one hand, while lightly cupping his balls in her other. She moved her head closer and kissed the tip of his dick. She could feel her brother tightening up, reacting to her attention to his cock. She bathed his tip with her tongue, before licking up and down each side of his cock. 

She felt his hands running through her hair as she wrapped her lips around the tip of his cock. Holding the base of his cock with both hands, she slid her mouth over his rigid length, until she had taken his entire length. She began pumping her mouth on his tool, slowly at first, then faster as she sensed his urgency building. 

Wayne’s head was swimming. Here he stood, completely naked, looking down at his sister as she assaulted his cock with her mouth. He could feel his orgasm approaching as she continued to pound on his meat. Losing control, he grabbed her head firmly in his hands and jammed himself into her. After two quick thrusts, he felt himself explode, filling her mouth with his cum. He moaned with pleasure as she continued to work him. 

When he had finally finished, Jacquee lightly licked his entire cock clean. When she was satisfied with her work, she stood up and wrapped her arms around her brother’s waist. Their eyes met first, and then their lips locked onto each other’s. Their embrace and kiss seemed timeless as their hands moved over each other’s backs and butts. They ground their bodies into each other’s, and they felt Wayne’s manhood coming back to life. 

“Ummm.” She pushed herself away from him slightly and smiled. “It doesn’t take long to get you going again, does it?” 

“Not with a woman as hot as you,” he replied. He reached out and cupped the back of her neck in his hands and massaged it gently. He watched as she closed her eyes and purred, tracing her hands over his naked hips. 

Slowly, he lowered his hands down her chest, opening her robe as he went. He felt her jump slightly as his hand passed through her cleavage, brushing her breasts as they went. At last he reached the belt that held everything together. His hands lingered on the knot as he watched her chest rising and falling with increased urgency. She opened her eyes and looked at him as he carefully untied the knot. 

His eyes met hers as he released the belt, allowing the robe to fall open in front, held closed only by the curve of her breasts. He allowed his eyes to wander down her front, taking in her cleavage, her belly, and the top of her sparsely haired pubic mound. He raised his eyes slowly, until he once again met her gaze. He could see that she was shaking slightly as he reached his hands out to just below her neck. Slowly, wishing the moment could last forever, he pushed the robe over her shoulders and allowed it to fall unencumbered to the floor.