Playing House With My Brother

Chapter 2

Chapter Two

HUNTER

W hen I get home from work, I’m surprised to see Mae sitting in the living room. She’s usually in the library reading or in our room taking a nap. When she sees me, she jumps up from the couch quickly like I’ve startled her.

“What are you doing home?” She looks at the front door and then back at me like I should turn around and walk out.

“I finished work early.” I put my helmet by the front door and hang my leather jacket on the hook. “The bike I was working on didn’t need as much body work as they thought.”

“Oh.” She looks at the door and then back at me.

I narrow my eyes. “Are you expecting someone?”

“No!” She’s quick to say and then laughs nervously. “It just that, um?—”

The doorbell cuts her off, and it confirms my suspicions. “You’re not expecting anyone, huh?” I say and stalk back to the door, pissed off.

“It’s not like that,” she says as she tries to jump in front of me.

“It’s not? I bet you planned this because you didn’t think anyone else would be here.” She swallows hard, and I know I’ve hit the target.

The doorbell rings again, and I move Mae out of the way. “Hunter,” she pleads, but it’s too late.

I pull open the door to see… the mailman?

“Just need a quick signature,” he says and holds out the handheld scanner. He’s got a small package under his arm, and he’s waiting for me to sign for it.

I scribble my name across the screen, and he gives me a thanks before he passes over the box and goes back to his delivery truck. I close the door and turn around to face Mae.

“I tried to tell you,” she says as she does her best to appear calm and relaxed. “I ordered some stuff, and I didn’t want to miss it.”

“Why did it require a signature?” I hold up the box in front of me and give it a gentle shake. Something inside thuds around, and Mae’s eyes widen.

“I don’t know.” She plays with the edge of her dress that Dad got her a couple of years ago. She’s outgrown it but refuses to stop wearing it.

“Really? Because it has your name on it.” I look at the return address. “Sweet kitty? We don’t have a cat.”

Mae’s face goes bright red before she looks down at the floor. “Can I please have my package?”

I don’t understand why she’s so embarrassed about a package or why she would buy something for a pet we don’t have. The only kind of pussy we have in this house is hers and…. Oh shit.

Without another word, I rip into the box, and my suspicions are confirmed. There’s a brand new pretty pink vibrator shaped like a little kitty cat. There’s even a tiny hole for clit sucking.

“Hunter,” she whispers, but in the quiet of the room, she might as well be shouting. “Please don’t tell Daddy.”

My eyes look up to meet hers. She’s looking up at me through her lashes and biting her bottom lip. Her fingers are still playing with the edge of the dress, and now I’m picturing her pussy covered in my cum while she rubs this on her clit.

“You want me to keep your secret?” I say as I take the toy out of the box.

“Please, Hunter. You can’t tell him,” she says and takes a step closer to me. “I don’t want Daddy to know.”

“Yeah, I bet you don’t want him to know what a horny slut you are.”

“No, that’s not it,” she pleads.

“He still thinks you’re his perfect untouched baby girl.” I shake my head. “He doesn’t know what a cock tease you are, does he?”

“I’m not a tease.” She looks away, but I see the color on her cheeks.

“You are, and you know it.” I bend down so we’re eye level. She's been teasing me my whole fucking life. “I’ll tell you what, baby sister, let’s make a deal.”

“A deal?” Her eyes meet mine. “What kind of deal?”

“If you want me to be quiet about this whole thing, then it's going to cost you.”

“I don’t have any money.” Her shoulders sag.

I let out a humorless laugh. “I don’t need money.” I lick my lips as my eyes move over her body. “But you’ve got other ways you can pay me.”

“How?”

She really is too goddamn innocent. “I want you to use your new toy,” I tell her and take a step toward her. “And I want you to show me when you do it.”

“You want to watch me use it?” She looks down at the vibrator and then back at me. “That’s it, right? Just watch?”

I grin and shrug one shoulder. “We’ll see.” When I take another step toward her, she backs against the wall. “Now show big brother how you rub your pussy or I’ll tell Daddy all about your new toy.”