MY BROTHER MAKES 3
By
Raquel Rogue
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Copyright 2012 by Raquel Rogue
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My Brother Makes 3
"Whoa!" I cry out.
I almost fell off my brand spanking new Fuck Me Pumps. They cost me over three hundred, and were worth every penny. Technically, they were plain black patent leather pumps, but with a designer label and those much sought after red soles. The heels were five and a half inches of pure sex appeal, skinny as all Hell, and hard to walk in. But I loved the sexy beauties, and just needed practice walking in them. Hence I wore them over to my step-brother's apartment while dropping off a "care package" from his mother.
For the practice.
Knocking on the door, I tottered with the shopping back full of frozen food in one hand, and my overlarge, overloaded purse in the other. Together, they balanced me pretty good. I was going to miss that care package when it was time to leave. The sidewalk outside my brother's apartment was in rough shape.
I heard a deep, male voice call something out from within. I tried the knob, but the door was locked. So I knocked a bit harder. Seconds later the door was pulled open.
"Oh! Ally," Joshua said, looking startled. He was my brother's long time best friend, since before Junior High in fact. I've always has a crush on him, though he barely gave me a second look. "Wow, I haven't seen you in a couple years. You're going to college out of state, right?"
He was looking good. His jeans were faded, and snug. Joshua's red polo stretched over a muscular chest that showed he spent a lot of time in the gym. Time well spent, I might add.
I smiled brightly. "Graduated last spring." I did a little curtsy. "Thank you very much."
"Oh wow," he said, his eyes dropping to my chest. I was wearing a pink, midriff baring tank, black short-shorts, and those killer heels. I think I took his breath away. "You're a big girl now. Very big."
His eyes locked on my boobs. Of course. Everyone's eyes seemed drawn to them. I have to admit, they are rather nice. Big. Firm. And riding high, too. In a way they looked fake, but they were one hundred percent me. Did I mention I forgot to wear a bra?
"I have eyes, you know," I said, tilting my head and giving him my best sarcastic look. Then my eyes dropped to his crotch. "How'd you like it if I just stared at your … oh my, you have a boner."
"Oh, sorry," he said, looking so sweet and bashful for a moment. I really liked that shade of red he turned. "I-I guess you surprised me. Sorry."
"Don't be sorry, I'm rather flattered you found me so sexy," I said, sucking on my lower lip as I locked eyes with him. Wow, that gaze he returned curled my toes. I never saw anyone's eyes so filled with desire. And lust. Mainly lust. But what a turn on. I got all tingly hot inside. "You know…" I froze, panic starting to bubble up. I so didn't want to humiliate myself here. "…I've always kinda liked you. A lot."
"R-Really?" he said, eyes dropping to my lips, lingered a second, and then fell upon my boobs, diving into my deep cleavage. The look of lust on his face intensified. "You're so beautiful."
"Um, before I say anything else, where's Stuart?"
Joshua looked at me a long moment, like I was speaking Greek or something.
"Oh, your brother. Or do you call him your step-brother?"
"Whatever rocks your boat, baby. Is he not here?"