Bunking in with Sister (Closed for Loves_Pink)

The red-eye flight from Europe to New York was long due to several flight delays and was tired. He had spent two days in European airports returning from the oil fields of Kuwait and all he wanted to do was put his feet back on the soil of the United States. Sitting in the uncomfortable window seat, he looked out at the large expanse of ocean, thinking about getting home.

He had left the United States 2 years ago when he was 22 to work for an American company doing logistics in the oil field. Lured by the big money offered him after he graduated from Central College with an economics degree. His friends told him he was nuts to go overseas when there were plenty of good jobs in the states. Jack weighed all the options and found the pay working in a dangerous area would be twice what he could make in five years. Besides he didn’t have a girlfriend at the time. He did feel bad leaving his mom, dad, and younger sister Jasmine but he knew he needed to get away from the small town.

His thoughts turned to his family as the moon’s light danced on the ocean below. His parents brought him and sister up in a good small Midwestern town. It was the kind of town where everyone knew everyone else’s business. It was a great place to grow up, playing football for the high school and seeing his sister on the sidelines decked out in her skimpy cheerleader outfit. She was “hot” as some of his high school classmates called her and Jack always looked out for her.

When they were kids, they were friends, confiding in each other about different things. On some occasions he would see her lying on the floor, her ass moving sideways as she watched a movie. He would sit on the couch and before long he jump on her and start to tickle her. When she would try to get away, he would wrestle with her. He was much stronger than her and he liked the feel of her body wiggling under his, trying to get away from him. They would end up laughing when she gave up. One time he had her arms pinned above her head and telling her to say, uncle.” She wasn’t laughing but instead staring at him. He saw something strange in her eyes and had the temptation to kiss her. Before anything happened, they heard their mom call them for supper. They laughed as he let her up but he felt something different about his sister.

The flight attendant interrupted his thoughts as she picked up empty cups and bottles while the captain announced they were preparing for their decent into New York. Jack looked out the window at the lights of the city becoming alive. The sun was rising in the east as the plane made its approach, and Jack felt a little rejuvenated knowing he was back in the states.

Pulling out a piece of paper, he looked at his sister’s address. She lived in the suburbs of the great city and they agreed he could live with her for a while until he found a job and his own place. He smiled as he looked at the paper. She too had fled the small town after graduating from college and from what Jack gathered from her e-mails, she was a free-lance web designer.

The cab ride to Jasmine’s condo was expensive but that didn’t bother Jack. All the work he did overseas contributed to a very nice bank account. He also dabbled in the stock market and was doing very well buying and trading stocks. From his estimates, he could live a few years without worrying about work. A soft whistle came from his lips as the cab pulled up to a swanky condo. ‘Looks like sis is doing really well,’ thought as he paid the driver.

Walking to the ornate oak door with his luggage, he smiled. Jack had told his sister he would be at her place later in the week. Letting out a chuckle, he wondered how Jasmine would react seeing him a few days early. Looking at his watch, it was 10 am. Pressing the door bell, Jack was now anxious to see his sister who he had not seen in person in 2 years. He heard someone yell on the other side of the door and waited expectedly as the door opened.

Introducing Jasmine


When Jasmine Jamison received her brother's email a couple of weeks ago informing her that he was finally coming back to the States, she had insisted that he come stay with her while he got his feet on the ground about a job and a place to live. She was thrilled that he had accepted her offer and could hardly wait the remaining days for his arrival.

Jasmine and Jack had always had a special brother-sister relationship. He was barely a year older than she was, and growing up they had always been best friends. In their early teens, her growth spurt began before his. So for some months she was actually taller than he was, something she never let him forget. She loved how they played together, and how as siblings they fought together. He always won their wrestling matches when he begin to tickle her. She didn't mind surrendering herself to him as she knew that he would always be her big brother and her protector. She really had a crush on him and expected that they would somehow always be deeply involved in each other's life.

In high school Jack developed into a star athlete and captain of the football team. Jasmine's body filled out in all the right places and she became the school's head cheerleader. She always had the extra incentive to cheer loudly for the football team and her brother. Her fellow cheerleaders always told her that she should become a model. She was tall, 5'10", had a gorgeous face, long dark hair, and had a fabulous 34C-23-35 body.

After high school Jasmine and Jack went their separate ways. He attended Central College while she attended State University on a full cheerleader scholarship. They stayed in touch with emails, text messages, and phone calls. But she missed the close physical contact of their special personal relationship.

Then came that fateful day at the end of her junior year of college. Jack had graduated and announced to the family that he was taking a job overseas in the oil fields of Kuwait. He would see some other parts of the world and make really great money. Jasmine knew it would be dangerous work and more importantly it would keep the two of them apart for months and possibly years.

She threw herself into her school work her senior year. Besides being an honor roll student, she also became head cheerleader. A professor who saw her talent in web design skills, got her started as a contract, free-lance designer. She quickly made an impression upon some major firms and began making enough serious money to support herself.

One day while on campus she was given a flyer inviting her to try-out for a modeling agency. Discussing this with the other cheerleaders, she was encouraged to try it, as she had the the physical characteristics of a true model. She knew it might be just a porn site operator looking to take advantage of college coeds, but the proposal appeared honest enough. She set an appointment and eventually learned that it was an honest modeling agency and they were looking for lingerie models. While Jasmine was not particularly keen on being a lingerie model, the money was very good and she believed that this could be an entry way into becoming a fashion model, something she had always had a secret desire to become.

After she graduated from college, she stayed in the big city to work from home. Initially she had an apartment, but soon had enough money to purchase her own 2-bedroom condo. She used the second bedroom as her office for her web design work. And she occasionally got calls for modeling jobs, although it was still mostly lingerie shots. She was a bit embarrassed about modeling lingerie, so she never told her family or friends. But the money was becoming better, and she still had hopes of someday breaking it big in the fashion industry.

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This day she was busy converting her home office into a guest room for Jack. She was so excited to be seeing him, and the thought of them living together again under the same roof for the first time in nearly five years was especially thrilling. The preparations for his room were nearly complete when she heard the door bell ring.

"Who's there?" she called out in her sing-song voice.

When she heard Jack's voice reply from the other side, she threw the door opened, and literally jumped into his outstretched arms.

"Welcome home Jack." she said before giving him a full, mouth-on-mouth kiss.

Jasmine greets Jack

Jack was smiling when the door opened and there stood his sister, decked out in a tight t-shirt and jeans and a big smile on her face. He stood 6’2” tall and with her 5’10” height they were almost eye to eye as they looked at each other in disbelief that he was finally in the states. He saw the sparkle in her eyes and then her bright smile as she put her arms around his neck, telling him welcome home. But then she leaned forward, kissing him fully on the mouth and he was taken aback momentarily by Jasmine’s exuberance. But his arms quickly enveloped her, holding her tightly against him. He didn’t remember her being so well developed as her breasts pressed against his chest.

It had been two years since the going away party his parents threw for him. She had kissed him on the lips then but it was a quick brotherly sisterly kiss, a sort of good-bye and I’ll miss you kiss. This kiss was more intense as her lips were glued to his, her arms tightening around his neck. If this had been any other girl, his tongue would be getting ready to invade her mouth.

The length of the kiss was totally unexpected to Jack even though they traded kisses when they were growing up together in the same house. But those kisses were given on the cheeks and reserved for congratulations for a job well done or some reward they received at school. As their lips parted, his tongue did slip out unconsciously licking at the strawberry lipstick covering her lips. Pushing her back a little, he grasped her hands in his as he looked at his sister.

“My little sister is all grown up,” he said scanning her body. “I missed you so much,” he added while his eyes trailed downward taking in the playboy bunny logo set between a set of wings which only accentuated her breasts. She was definitely not the little sister he protected from all those high school boys as his eyes rose to meet hers, seeing the excitement in her eyes.

Picking up his luggage, he put his arm around her slim waist, feeling her arm circle behind him, their hips touching as they walked into her condo. “Why don’t you show this world traveler your digs? And then I could use a nice hot shower before we can catch up on what has been happening,” he said as they walked into her elegant condo. His eyes scanned the paintings on the wall and feminine decorations. “Wow this is some classy place my little sis has. Come into some money from your web design business?” he chuckled.

When Jack took her hands into his and told her “I missed you so much,” her heart fluttered. She loved her brother and had missed him so much these past two years. Apparently he loved and missed her just as much.

Jasmine watched his elevator eyes scan over her body and she felt certain that he approved of everything he saw in her. She likewise took a quick glance at his fit body and knew that he had stayed in great shape, as he always had done.

With an arm around each other and hip on hip, she guided him around her condo. It felt so good to be held close to him. Likewise she was so glad that she had almost finished all the preparations for his arrival. One trait they had both acquired from their parents was to take care of business early and not wait to the last moment. Today, that payed off for her.

"Business is doing quite well. You know I started web design during my last year of school and saved a bunch of money before I graduated. Now I am making fairly good money, and I have some opportunities on the side which pay quite well." These side opportunities referred to her lingerie modeling jobs which did indeed pay well. She just wasn't comfortable telling Jack about these quite yet and she hoped he didn't ask for more details.

Jasmine showed him the living area, the dining area, the kitchen, and the two bedrooms; his and hers. Her bedroom had a private bath with a walk-in shower large enough for two people, and a jetted tub which also was large enough for two people, not that she had ever shared either of these with anyone else. The guest bedroom had a direct access to the hall bath.

When Jack mentioned that he wanted to take a hot shower, her mind flashed with a memory of the two of them as small children bathing together. It seemed so natural. She caught herself and shook her head. She didn't understand why she had that thought.

"Please go ahead and put your stuff into your room. The bathroom has clean towels, soap and shampoo. Enjoy your shower and we can talk later."

Again she had a mental image of her brother in the shower, except this vision was him as a grown man and not the little boy she remembered. She wondered if these memory flashes would continue his entire stay, and what exactly they meant.

"I was planning on cooking you a special welcome home dinner, but you have arrived early and I have haven't shopped for that dinner. Maybe after your shower we can visit a while and then go out for drinks and dinner. How does that sound? Will you take your sister out for a date?"

Jack gets a tour of Jasmine's condo

While Jasmine showed him each room of her condo, explaining how her web design business was doing very well, he couldn't help but notice her figure. The tightness of her shirt brought out the swell of her breasts and it looked like she was poured into the jeans. When she walked in front of him, he couldn't help but notice the firmness of each ass cheek with each step. The work in the oil fields did not afford him any great opportunities for female companionship. The women he saw usually had their faces covered and it was hard to discern what their bodies looked like with the long robes.

Jack smiled when she showed him the master bathroom with the king sized bed. He had an instant flashback of the two of them huddled together when they were small and afraid of the thunderstorms. As they got older and their bodies developed, sleeping together was abandoned.

He was impressed with the master bath area with the oversized tub with jets and the walk-in shower. "Looks like you could have a party in here," he joked.

The thought of taking a shower sounded good but after seeing the tub with the jets, that looked more inviting. He felt a little funny about asking her to use her private bathroom since he had just arrived and it had been two years since they had seen each other. 'Maybe some other time,' he thought as she continued with the tour.

Jack listened to her as she showed him the guest bathroom, telling him about the towels, soap and shampoo and to enjoy the shower. Jack looked around the guest bathroom noting the smallness of it compared to the master bathroom. It was made for guests to use when someone stopped by to visit or for overnight guests. It was not designed to use for comfort as was the her bathroom.

His thoughts were interrupted as she told him about wanting to cook a special meal but she didn't have the food in the condo yet and maybe they could go out for dinner and drinks. He smiled at her when she said, "Will you take your sister out for a date?"

That small impish smile she used so many times in the past when asking him to do something for her, adorned her face. "You still have that sweet little innocent look don't you?" he said seeing her laugh. He walked to her and put his hands on her shoulders, looking her straight in the eyes. "There is nothing I would like better than to take my little sister out on a date," he said leaning in and kissing her on the cheek.

Jack felt her arms slip around him, pulling him to her as if she didn't want to let go. He had the same feeling as he wrapped his arms around her shoulders. They stood in the hallway outside his bedroom, hugging each other. It had been two long years and longer since they hugged and felt the closeness of their earlier years.

Releasing her, he smiled into her sparkling eyes. "Why don't you fix us some lunch and we can sit out on the patio and catch up on things?" She nodded and he walked into the bedroom as she turned and walked to the main living area.

As he undressed, there was something about the hug. It was as if they didn't want to let go and Jack wondered if it was because of the two year separation or something else. He threw a towel around his waist and walked into the hall. He looked toward the living area and saw Jasmine reading what looked like mail. When she looked at him, he saw her eyes take in naked upper body. "I'll be right out," he said.

The shower felt refreshing and as the water cascaded down his body he thought about his sister. He was glad to see she was doing well for herself and the condo was elegant. His thoughts turned more sensual as his mind dwelled on her perfect body. Closing his eyes, he imagined her standing in the shower with him, her body devoid of clothing washing his back, rubbing her generous globes against his back. Before long he felt a tingling in his balls and his cock started to thicken. He thought he heard a door opening, bringing him out of his sensual daydream. Looking down he saw his manhood thickening and admonished himself for having those kind of thoughts about his sister.

After his shower, he didn't see Jasmine when he crossed the hall. Dressing in a pair of khaki shorts and no shirt, he walked through the empty house looking for Jasmine. He found her sitting in a lounge chair on the patio, sipping a drink and looking gorgeous. Opening the sliding door, he smiled at his sister. "I hope you don't mind me not wearing a shirt. It's hot out and I got used to not wearing much overseas."

Jasmine stood in the living room reading her mail. One letter had particularly caught her attention. It was from a well known men's magazine inquiring if she might do a photo spread for an upcoming issue. They had seen her work in various lingerie advertisements and thought she had the perfect look for their publication. The offered fee was exceedingly generous, something she just couldn't easily dismiss. She had never considered posing nude, and being eye-candy for some young males to masturbate about. But the thought of being viewed that way did make her tingle inside.

She noticed some movement in the hallway and turned to see Jack with just a towel around his waist. 'Now there is some eye-candy.' she thought as she stared at Jack's well developed body. 'He really is sexy.' Again she felt that tingle deep inside. It had been quite a while since she had been with a man sexually. It was almost as if she was waiting for Jack's return. But that was silly. He was her brother. However she never met another man that measured up, in her mind, to what she imagined her brother to be. It was as if he was her perfect lover that no one else could compare to, even though she and Jack had never been that way together.

Jasmine dropped the letter along with the other mail onto the dinning table and went into the kitchen to prepare some lunch. She made some sandwiches and put some fresh fruit in a bowl. These things she left on the kitchen counter in case Jack wanted to add anything else to his plate. She then poured herself a glass of iced tea and stepped out onto the patio and relaxed on a lounger. Between the request to pose nude for a magazine and the sight of her sexy brother, her body had that special tingle, the beginning of sexual arousal. It actually felt good while she was also a bit embarrassed by the reasons for these feelings. She tried to relax and clear her head of these mixed emotions.

About that moment the sliding door opened and she turned to see her half dressed brother step out onto the patio. "I hope you don't mind me not wearing a shirt. It's hot out and I got used to not wearing much overseas." he said.

"Jack, you are my brother and I have asked you to stay here. This is now your home and you may dress with as much, or as little clothing as you like." She realized that the last part of that may have been inappropriate, but surely he understood what she meant.

"I've made some lunch. Why don't we step inside and have a bite to eat."

Jack chuckled when Jasmine told him he was her brother and he could wear as much or as little as he wanted around the house. "Same goes for you sis," he laughed. He thought about the times when they were in high school and they were comfortable with each other running around the house sometimes in only their underwear. But looking at Jasmine now, she was much more developed than he remembered and much more mature.

"Lunch sounds great sis," he said watching her get up out of the chair. 'Yea she has changed from those high school days,' he thought as they walked into the coolness of the kitchen.

Jack put a sandwich and some fruit and on a plate. Even this simple looked a whole lot better than the food he was used to eating. "Let's go outside and eat sis," he said carrying his plate and glass of ice water out onto the patio. "It is so nice to be home sis and thanks again for letting me stay with you until I can get on my feet."

As Jack ate he told Jasmine about his life overseas. One thing he missed when he was in the oil fields was the fact that you couldn't just jump in your car and go to a nice restaurant. The company had a cook on the premises and their meals usually consisted of what he decided to serve. He had the chance to eat at some of the towns restaurants but they never compared to what he could get in the states.

He told her about his work as a logistics coordinator for oil production. The company had production rates and when they made their quota, his job was easy. When a well went down, he had to figure out how and where they were going to make up for the lost oil supply. He told her about the stress but the money was good ..... damn good. With his outside investments, he told Jasmine he probably could wait about 3 to 5 years before he really had to work.

Jack looked at Jasmine who seemed to be very interested in what he was saying. "And the night life really sucked sis," he laughed thinking about all the lonely nights. "I'm really looking forward to our date tonight. You will be the very first person I had a date with since taking out Regina before I left. I don't know if you remember her, the cute blonde, I was dating before I left." He looked at her and saw her trying to remember the girl. "It doesn't matter. She sent me a letter about month after I was gone telling me she was dumping me."

Jack felt the heat of the midday sun beating down on his bare chest and legs. He would need another shower before they went out to dinner. Turning to Jasmine, he gave her a smile. "It's about time to get ready for our date. Why don't you tell me about what you have been up to and then we can get cleaned up before we go out on the town. Is there any special man in your life that I need to know about? You know, make sure they treat you right like I did in high school."

Jasmine was having a great time catching up with Jack, hearing about all the things he had been through the past couple of years, and remembering old times together.

She did remember those days back in high school when Jack had been her protector. On several different occasions, a date had tried to get into her panties and she had to fight him off and explain that she wasn't that type of girl. A few of the guys didn't get the point and tried on more than one occasion. She told Jack about these dates and he took care of that. Once Jack had a 'conversation' with one, that one never tried to molest or even date her again.

She had missed his protection while in college so she had learned how to ward off unwanted attention by herself. She had even taken a self-defense class which had come in handy. There had been some fellows that she thought she might like and had, on occasion, had sex with some. However, she never developed a real bond with any of them and few ever had sex a second time with her. While she listened to Jack speak about his adventures overseas, it sounded likely that he hadn't had sex the entire time he was there. She wasn't sure but she didn't really feel right about asking about that, or at least not yet.

"Is there any special man in your life..." he asked her.

"No Jack. None right now and actually none recently. It appears that we both have 'dated' our jobs for the past year or two."

Jasmine wondered if Jack missed the physical pleasure of a woman. She realized that she hadn't even thought about having sex with anyone for several months, and now being with Jack, the longing for sexual pleasure had been rekindled inside.

She moved closer to Jack and allowed her hand to lightly touch his well developed chest. She was surprised by the tingle she felt as she touched his flesh.

"You know I really should admit this, but I haven't really thought about the lack of sex in my life until you walked in that door." She smiled at Jack and continued to trace a fingertip over his chest. She really didn't know what she wanted or what he wanted. However, she did know that she was greatly enjoying being with her brother.

Jack suggest they get ready for dinner.

Jack was a bit surprised when Jasmine told him she didn’t have a boyfriend. He looked at her facial features, the long brown hair the hung over her shoulders, and the physical attributes of her well-developed chest and well toned body. He was sure there were men out in the world that would give their left lung for a chance to date her. Jack was again surprised to hear her tell him they both dated their jobs for the last two years. It was true that he had not had any sexual activity when he was overseas but he thought his sister would be dating on a regular basis. With him he just couldn’t get into the mood with women who couldn’t show their faces or bodies. But his sister that was another matter, she was truly a hot number.

When she moved closer, he wondered what she was thinking as she touched his naked chest, running her fingers over his well-toned physique. It was almost as if she were teasing him and he wondered if she was making a play for him … her brother, when she said, "You know I really shouldn’t admit this, but I haven't really thought about the lack of sex in my life until you walked in that door."

He felt flattered that his sister would think of him as a sex symbol. The smile on her face was a telltale sign that she was thinking about sex. She had a sultry look and he didn’t know if she was teasing him or if she was simply saying he was reminding her that it had been awhile since she had sex. Jack took her hand into his and smiled into her bright sparkling eyes as he brought the back of her hand up to his lips. “I’m flattered and happy that I invoke that kind of response in you sis. Maybe we can find you a hunk when we go out tonight for you to date.” Remembering the time when he almost kissed her when he had her pinned on the living room floor, he thought of pulling her into his lap. But instead he kissed the back of her hand, looking into her eyes, seeing something he had never seen before with her.

This was not like when they were younger, teasing each other about boyfriends and girlfriends. There was something simmering under the surface and he could feel his own desire rising in his body. It had been two long years and during that time he missed the closeness of his sister. He felt a little uncomfortable and tried to change the subject lest he grab her and pull her onto his lap and give her a passionate kiss. He resisted the urge to do just that as he let her hand go.

“Sis it’s time to get ready to leave for dinner. When I left for overseas, I went to an Italian restaurant and bar near downtown. I think the name of the restaurant is The Venetian and the nightclub a few doors down is called Paradise. If they are still open what do you say we go out on a date and celebrate my return?”

Jasmine couldn't understand the complex mix of emotions she was experiencing. She was so very happy to have her brother home and staying with her. At the same time her sexual desires had been awaken as if from a long slumber. Surely she wasn't thinking about sex with her brother, was she? He had suggested that they go out and find a hunk for her. Her immediate thoughts were that she wanted someone just like Jack. He was really hot and being with him excited her so.

"So you want to find me a hunk, do you? And maybe I should find you a blonde babe. You still like busty blondes, don't you?" Jasmine did remember that his last girlfriend before he left was Regina, and she was a hot blonde. Jasmine also thought that Jack could do much better than Regina and find someone that would really love him.

Sitting on the patio so close to Jack make her body tingle. She could feel a special connection with her brother as they gazed into each other's eyes. Jasmine could sense that the emotions were more than just those for a brother and she wondered what he was feeling and thinking. As he kissed the back of her hand, she wished that instead he was kissing her lips, even if that might be wrong.

Jack pulled back from Jasmine, breaking the spell over the moment. He mentioned a restaurant and nightclub they could go to that night to celebrate his return.

"Yes, those places are still here. The Venetian is one of my favorites. Paradise is still there, but I haven't been in ages. We should clean-up before going. But I first need to check my messages."

Standing, Jasmine walked back inside. She wanted to check if any other modeling offers had appeared in her inbox. She opened her laptop on the dining table and saw that she had no new messages.

"Jack, if you need to use a computer, please feel free to use mine. I'll just leave it here on the dining table as this has become my new office while you are here." She didn't think to put away the letter she left on the dining table from that magazine.

"I'm going to take a shower and get prettied up for our Hot Date. I'll be ready in about an hour." She laughed as she said 'Hot date'. It had been a long time since her last hot date, and she wasn't expecting her evening out with her brother to be the same sort of date.

Jack chuckled when Jasmine mentioned finding him a busty blonde. "You still like busty blondes, don't you?" she teased him. "Yea I still like busty blondes sis but I also like long hair brunettes." He knew immediately that she would be talking about her. But she seemed to brush off the remark and told him the restaurant and nightclub were still in operation. If something didn't happen soon, Jack not be able to resist his sister. It was as if they were tiptoeing around a taboo that both of them were thinking about.

Following her inside, Jack cleaned the dishes while Jasmine checked her e-mails. He thought of getting his laptop out when she told him he could use her computer if he needed it. "Thanks sis I do need to check some of my e-mails. I promised some friends I would let them know when I got back to the states."

As he finished in the kitchen he heard her say she was going to take a shower for their hot date and would be ready in an hour. "Sounds good sis," he called out seeing her walk down the hall toward the bedrooms. 'God what a nice ass,' he thought watching the enticing sway of her hips with each step. When she got to her bedroom door, Jack saw her turn her head and look over her shoulder. He had been caught looking at her. "Can't help it sis, I remember that you've always had a really nice ass," he laughed as she entered her room.

With Jasmine gone for an hour or so, Jack turned his attention to her computer. He logged into his account, seeing a number of e-mails from his friends overseas. Reading each one, he quickly responded, letting them know he was home safe at his sister's house. He also added a note that if they got back to the states to look him up.

Jack was about to get up and take another shower when he spied an envelope from a men's magazine. Looking at the clock on the wall, she wouldn't be out of the bathroom for about another half-hour. 'Why would she be getting mail from Men's World,' he wondered as he pondered whether to look at it or not. Curiosity got the better of him as he glanced down the hall to make sure she wasn't coming out of her bedroom.

Scanning the letter, he read about them wanting her to consider doing a photo spread since they saw her lingerie advertisements. 'What the hell are they talking about,' he thought. He didn't know she was modeling and never once in any e-mail did she mention modeling. Jack was a little stunned because all their lives they never kept secrets from each other. They did with their parents but not between them.

Jack kept reading and his eyebrows raised when he read that they wanted some fresh pictures of her in her favorite lingerie for them to consider. He saw the amount of money they were offering and it hit him that she could afford this elegant condo because she was moonlighting as a model. At the bottom of the page was the name and phone number of a contact in the city followed by a note. Please see the attached flyer of our cover. This could be you!! He looked at the attachment of letting out a soft low whistle. "My sister the model," he said quietly.

Jack smiled as he put the letter back into the envelope and put it back in the exact same spot. This would be his little secret and he wouldn't say a word to her, at least not right away. He had a smile on his face while he showered and then put on the only decent clothes he had, a pair of tan Haggar trousers and a blue polo shirt. he made a mental note to go shopping soon for more civilian clothes.

Jack was waiting in the dining room when Jasmine came out of her bedroom. He watched her walk toward him and then he opened his arms. She seemed to fit so well as he hugged her again feeling the pressure of her ample breasts against his chest. Giving her a peck on the cheek, he said, "Sis you look absolutely stunning. Maybe you should have been a model instead of a web site designer. I can't wait to see all the other men wish they were your date."

Unsure what Jack would be wearing for the evening, Jasmine decided to wear her favorite little black dress and black heels. It was simple, yet elegant. The low cut front accentuated her breasts while the high hem showed her long sexy legs. In her heels, she was as tall as he was. She made the intended impression on her brother as he used the term "stunning" and she could see in his eyes that indeed he was. She hadn't been this excited about a date for a long time.

Just as he mentioned that she should have been a model, she noticed the open letter laying on the dining table. 'OMG, did he read that?' she was suddenly shaken, knowing that the letter mentioned her lingerie photos, and the invite to pose nude for the magazine. 'What does he think of me?' she thought.

Jasmine quickly wrapped her arm in his arm and turned him away from the dinning area and back towards the living room.

"Shall we go?" Jasmine was eager to get Jack out of her place. "I'll drive."

Leaving her condo, they rode the elevator down to the garage level. She didn't know how he would react to what she was driving. As they approached her 2013 black 370Z, she heard him whistle.

"Yup, this is mine. Got it used at a real steal of a price. Otherwise, I never could afford this."

Jack held her door open for her and then he ran around and got into the passenger seat. Before starting the car she put on her seat belt and kicked off her shoes. She never drove in heels, and was accustomed to driving barefoot.

"Buckled up?" she asked as she put the car in gear and they heard the engine roar.

Jack couldn't help but keep glancing at Jasmine in the elevator. She was a picture of what every man dreamed about, tall, sexy, witty, and great looking. He figured there would not be too many men who not wan to have such a gorgeous woman on his arm. He was lucky ..... she was his sister. He wondered what past pictures the letter was referring to where she modeled lingerie.

He let out a long low whistle when he saw the sports car she claimed was hers. When she said she got if for a steal otherwise she couldn't afford it, he pictured her in her lingerie and if the money was as good as what he read in the letter then she could easily afford the car.

"All buckled up and ready to fly," he said looking at her smile and then seeing the hem of her dress that slid mid-way up her thighs. He remembered those thighs when she was cheerleading and reached out to touch the bare skin. "Ready to give me a ride," he laughed as she accelerated the sports car out of the garage.

When they arrived at the restaurant, Jasmine pulled into the valet and when she got out, it was not lost on Jack that all eyes were on her. He felt proud offering her his arm, watching as men and women stared at them. Even though they had the same parents, there was enough differences that many people who didn't know them didn't know they were brother and sister.

The maître d' seated them in a private booth and soon the waitress came to take their orders. Jack ordered an expensive Merlot and when the bottle arrived at the table, the waitress poured their glasses and then Jack raised his glass to his sister. "Here's to a great date with the best looking sister a brother could ask for."

She just couldn't believe that she was so excited and happy to be with her brother. It surprised her how powerful were the emotions she had. Obviously she had kept pent up inside how much she had missed him. And now that he had returned, all her love for her brother came gushing out.

And obviously he had similar emotions. As she sped out of the parking garage she felt his large hand on her bare thigh and it sent a shiver through her body. And when he asked "Ready to give me a ride?" which had multiple meanings, she immediately thought of the sexual intentions. Her pussy pulsed as she imagined riding his hard cock.

She laughed with him as a means to clear her head of such thoughts.

After a short drive, she pulled into the valet service and turned over the car. She knew that most eyes were on her, and she relished the attention. She knew if she continued her modeling career, she would have to get comfortable with people staring at her.

Jack raised his glass of wine in a toast: "Here's to a great date with the best looking sister a brother could ask for." She accepted his toast and they clinked glasses before taking a sip.

It was her turn to raise her glass in a return toast. She carefully selected her words as they held special meaning. "To a great brother whom I couldn't love more."

Their eyes locked upon one another for what seemed an eternity. Her heart was full of love for Jack. She just wondered if she would ever be able to show him how much she loved him.

The waitress asking for their dinner order broke that special moment. Jasmine ordered the lasagna, as it was the specialty of the house. She knew it had way too many carbs for her diet, but she intended to dance it off later that evening.

When Jasmine raised her glass Jack smiled expectantly as to what she might say. He listened to her toast, "To a great brother whom I couldn't love more." Looking into her eyes, they locked together for a few moments and he could tell there was something different in her soft smile. He too felt something different ..... a feeling that went much deeper than the usual sister-brother relationship. 'Was it because we haven't seen each other for a long time,' he thought as he sipped his wine.

The feelings of wanting to hold her, touch her and kiss her were gnawing at the back of his brain. Reaching across the table, he took her hand, his thumb rubbing the back of her hand. But the waitress broke the moment and he listened as Jasmine ordered the lasagna. He ordered the fettuccine alfredo. When the waitress left, the restaurant lights dimmed, making it more romantic throughout the restaurant.

He reached over again, taking her hand and telling her, "And you sister are the one person I missed the most when I was out of the country. I thought of you often." It was true that he had a special place in his heart for her but something was telling him it was more than just the casual.

Jack changed the subject and they talked about their mom and dad. Jack knew that someday he would have to go back home for a visit but he made no concrete plans to do so.

The meal came and they continued their conversation but there was something different ..... something more sensual in the way they acted and talked to each other. After taking the last bite, he looked at Jasmine. "What I am really looking forward to sis is dancing with you. I haven't danced in two years so I am telling you up front I may step on your toes. Are you ready?" he asked thinking about holding her close to him.

Dinner had been a fabulously sensual experience. The delicious food, wine, and the company of her brother made it possibly the best meal she had ever had. When they were finally finished, he told her that he looked forward to dancing with her but warned that he hadn't danced in two years.

She just yearned to be held in his arms.

"Absolutely Jack. I am always ready to be held in your arms." and she wasn't thinking about always on the dance floor.

Somehow this evening had evolved into a fantasy come true for her. She was spending a romantic evening with her true love, Jack, and the fantasy would continue through hours of dancing, and then she could envision making love to him the rest of the night. It didn't matter that he was her brother. She only saw him as her one true love. Possibly the two bottles of wine they had with dinner had altered her sense of reality.

They left the restaurant and walked the half block down the street to the nightclub. They got a semi-circular booth in a corner and sat next to each other. They ordered drinks and then Jack asked her to dance. Of course she accepted and soon she was in his arms floating across the dance floor.

"Have I told you how happy I am that you are home?" she asked Jack as they danced.

Jack and Jasmine dance and kiss for the first time

The two bottles of wine at dinner were having a definite effect on Jack. The nightclub was within walking distance and he was glad they weren't going to be driving. On the way to the nightclub, Jack let out a chuckle seeing the men and women staring at them. "It's a good thing I'm here to protect you sis. I see a lot of roving eyes looking you over."

While they waited for their drinks, they sat together, their thighs barely touching but for Jack it sent tingling sensations up and down his body. After a few sips of their drinks, Jack had the impulse to dance. "I warned you about my dancing," he laughed as they made their way to the dance floor. The loud dance music had slowed down as they reached the floor and soon they were gliding around the floor like a couple of pros.

She felt so good in his arms and memories of them in the living room, being instructed by their parents on how to dance floated through his head. The feel of her body pressing against his, felt so natural and so right. Her head was on his shoulder and then she pulled her head back and looked at him telling him, "Have I told you how happy I am that you are home?"

"You haven't told me in so many words but I can see by the way you act and talk," he said.

The way she was looking at him reminded him of that night long ago when he had her pinned on the living room floor. It was the same look, the same intense stare that said so much without words. They were gliding slowly and Jack looked into Jasmine's eyes. "Sis do you remember when we were horsing around and I had you pinned to the floor and we stared at each other?" He saw her nod and then before she could answer, he leaned close to her lips. "This is what I wanted to do that night," he whispered as his lips met hers. She didn't resist or pull away and his arms tightened around her. Whether it was right or wrong, the feeling was so overwhelming that he couldn't help himself.

Pulling his lips from hers, he stared into her sparkling eyes that were surveying his facial features. "I ahhhh .... I'm sorry sis. I couldn't help myself," he whispered as the song came to an end followed by the heavy beat of music that caused women and men around them begin dancing to the up tempo beat.

Jasimine could hardly believe that Jack also remembered that night, all those years ago, when they were wrestling on the living room floor in their parents home. He had her pinned down and they just looked into each other's eyes. It was such a different experience from all their previous horseplay, and such a powerful emotional experience, that the memory had been burned into both of their brains.

And now, on the dance floor, they relived that look and he kissed her. Inside she completed melted in her love for him. Some of that from the burning fire in her loins. She so wanted to make love with him, the hell with society's rules. She desperately desired to have his engorged manhood buried deep inside of her, the two of them physically connected like no other way possible.

Then suddenly he pulled away and was apologizing for the most fabulous kiss she ever had. She reached to pull him back into that embrace, to kiss him again and again. But the music went upbeat and everyone around them was dancing and bumping into them. Jack had pulled away and the moment was gone.

Jasmine burst into tears and ran for the ladies room. She locked herself into a stall and sat on the toilet and cried elephant tears.

'How could he apologize for that kiss?' she just kept saying to herself.

There were no words spoken as they stared into each other's eyes. He said he was sorry but he really wasn't. The thought of kissing his sister was with him every day since that day long ago. He thought about it when he was in college and then overseas, often arguing with himself about if it was right or wrong. But the idea of kissing her was burned into his brain and he finally found the courage to feel her lips against his.

He saw her eyes sparkle and knew she wanted the same thing. Jack pulled back a little as the music's heavy beat created a wave of bodies and arms surrounding them. But the crowd grew denser and he saw her arms reach for him and then they were separated by bodies gyrating to the music.

He saw tears form at the corner of her eyes and then she turned practically running off the dance floor. He tried to go after her but by the time he wormed his way through the crowd he saw her heading to the women's room. 'Was she traumatized by his kiss or was she overwhelmed with emotion,' he thought as he headed to the restrooms in the back of the nightclub.

Standing outside the women's restroom, Jack saw women and girls go in and come out but no Jasmine. He started to get concerned about her just like he did when they were younger. When a redhead walked by Jack asked her, "I hate to bother you but could you do me a favor and find out if there is a woman named Jasmine in there. If she is, please tell her Jack is waiting for her outside the women's door."

The woman smiled, "Lovers quarrel huh?"

"No not really," came his curt reply.

Jack waited and looked at his watch. The redhead had been in the restroom about 2 minutes when she reappeared. He looked expectantly at her. "Yea she's in there and boy you must have done something because she was crying her eyes out. She told me to tell you she would be out in a minute."

The minute seemed like hours as Jack watched other women go in and come out. Everyone of them looked at him like he was some kind of pervert standing outside the women's restroom. His heart leapt when he saw the door open and Jasmine looked at him and he could tell she was crying.

Before she could speak, Jack closed the distance between them, backing her against the wall. One arm was above her resting on the wall and the other was resting on her hip. "Look Jasmine I thought you wanted the kiss as much as I did. I saw that look in your eyes and if I was wrong I will move out in the morning. But if I'm right then you're going to let me kiss you right now."

His head dipped lower and he felt no resistance to his advances. This was something he wanted to do for a long time and if she did too then this would be the start of a deep relationship between them. He looked into her eyes, red from crying. "Do you want me to kiss you again?" he whispered as people moved behind them.

Jasmine had cried her eyes out. She felt a very deep emotional pain and at the same time her rational brain was struggling to figure out why she was so upset. This was her brother. She shouldn't love him. She intensely loved him. He so wanted to kiss her, and then he felt it so wrong to kiss her. It was all so messed up.

A redhead lady came to her and said that there was a man outside waiting for her. Jamine knew it had to be Jack. She told the lady to tell Jack that she would be out in a minute. She tried to compose herself. It was so very hard. She eventually opened the stall and walked over to the mirror above the sink. She tried to fix her make-up which was an un-godly mess. Other women had empathy for her and attempted to help her.

She wondered what Jack was thinking. Was he mad at her? Could he be sympathetic? Did he want to kiss her or not? So many questions and she had no idea what to think.

She eventually walked out and encountered Jack. Before she could say anything he backed her against the wall and laid it out for her. He also was unsure of her feelings, but he gave her a choice that either he would move out the next morning, or he was going to kiss her again.

"Do you want me to kiss you again?" he asked.

Mustering what strength she could, she threw her arms around his neck and pulled him into the most passionate kiss of her life. This time there would be no backing away. There would be no apologies. There would just be one fantastic kiss filled with the most intense love one could ever experience.

She felt Jack wrap his arms around her and hold her tight as their kiss continued. 'YES! Jack is my protector. I am safe, again.' she thought.

Finally they broke the kiss and stared into each other's eyes, longing, wondering.

"We need to talk." they both said simultaneously, which caused them to laugh a bit.

Arm in arm they walked back to their booth and sat very close to each other, fingers of a hand interlocked with the other's.

The silence was deafening between them even though their were people walking past and the loud music in the distance. Jack was unsure of why she ran away but he now waited for her to either confirm or deny his kiss. When she threw her arms around him, melting in his arms, he knew her answer.

She felt so good in his arms, her body pressing against his as their second kiss was full of passion and want. Their lips moved against one another, tongues sneaking out to tease, as his arms enveloped her, pressing her back against the wall. Jack could hear some of the people around them making remarks but nothing they could say or do would separate him from his sister.

It was over, and then they were looking at each other in a new light. This was no longer the little sister - big brother relationship. Jack could see in her eyes that this kiss, that was so long in coming, had changed things between them.

They both laughed when they spoke; the words almost harmonizing. "We need to talk."

The semi-circular booth allowed them to sit and look out at the crowd of patrons. But it was not people watching that concerned them. It was their new found love for each other. Ever since that night so long ago, Jack wanted to do what he finally did tonight. But with every stream crossed or fork in the road, there are decisions that need to be made.

Questions mounted one on top of the other in Jack's head as they got comfortable in the booth. Jack put his arm around Jasmine, pulling her against him while his free hand, held hers. 'Is this just a spur of the moment response to him coming home from overseas? What happens if their friends find out or worse what about their parents?' Jack tried to push all the negative thoughts out of his head as he turned to look at his sister.

"Jasmine I don't know where this is going to lead but I want you to know that I have been wanting to kiss you for a very long time." His hand squeezed hers as he continued. "But I want you to know that I love you and I always have. I just want to be with you and kiss you." He saw her head tilt a little upwards toward him and he was quick to close the distance between their lips.

His lips met hers softly but with passion, feeling her hand squeeze his like a new found love. He loved the way his lips and hers matched as if they were made for each other. His tongue danced out along her lips, licking, swiping before venturing between them to be met by her searching tongue. "God you taste great," he whispered when the kiss finally broke.

What would happen to them was the furthest thing from his mind. All he knew was that he wanted more ..... to touch and kiss her .... to feel her body moving against his until they satisfied, for the moment, the burning desire he had for her.

Jasmine's heart swelled as her brother expressed his long time love and desire to be with her. She felt secure again, her brother was here for her, he was her rock, and someone who always loved her.

"Jack, I too have always loved you as more than just a brother. I don't fully understood my love for you, but I know I want you to be with me, to hold me, and to kiss me."

She squeezed his hand in hers and kissed him again on the lips.

"I have been waiting years for that kiss tonight on the dance floor. Then when you pulled back and apologized, I thought you didn't want me that way. And I was shattered. That is why I ran."

She looked up again into his eyes as she continued to express her feelings.

"I will never run from you again. I need to be with you. I need to touch you and I want to kiss you." She lowered her eyes and quietly added;

"And maybe I want more."

"This is all so confusing as to what we want, what is right, and what is wrong. I now know that we must share our feelings and thoughts and we will decide what is right for us."

She recognized that she was steering them to touchy-feely topics and he may not be comfortable discussing these.

Jack felt relief when Jasmine told him she loved him more than just a brother and she wanted to be with him. He thought it ironic that they both should feel the same way for years and not doing anything about it. But society has a way of looking down on sibling love. At this moment, Jack felt as though a giant weight had been lifted off his shoulders.

Looking into her eyes, he listened to her talk and then he told her, "I pulled away because I was unsure of how you might react and I thought for a moment it was wrong. But seeing you leave the dance floor, tears in your eyes, I knew then that we had the same feelings for each other."[/B]

He lifted his hand from hers and ran a finger along the side of her face. "I need you too Jasmine. I can't think of anything better than to hold and kiss you. And I want more too." He lifted her chin with his fingers and kissed her again as he stared deeply into her eyes.

He had some daydreams about her in the past and the latest one was when he was in the shower feeling his cock thickened at the thought of her nakedness. Breaking the kiss, he smiled at her. "We don't know right now what is right or wrong but if we share our feelings we will get to what is right for us."

As he kissed her again, he dropped his hand from her chin, running it along her shoulder and instead of following her arm to her hand, his hand moved to cover one breast. He felt her body jerk a little and a soft moan escaped her lips as he kept his mouth on hers.

Jack was not concerned who might be watching them. He was only concerned about one thing ..... his sister Jasmine. But the public display could draw a lot of attention and he didn't want that right now. Pulling his lips from hers, he was breathing a little heavier. "What do you say we go home sis where we can be more private?" He was growing more excited and the bulge in his trousers was becoming more evident of his desire for Jasmine.

When Jack suggested that they go home so as to have more privacy, Jasmine again felt the protection of her brother. She nodded at him and replied "Yes, we should do that."

The emotional roller-coaster of the evening had taken a toll upon her, both mentally and physically. As they walked back down the street towards the restaurant and the valet parking, she leaned on Jack for support. The amount of liquor she had also contributed to her condition.

"Jack, will you drive?" she asked when her car was brought to them.

Jack helped her into the passenger seat and then he expertly took the wheel and drove them home. They spoke very little. She knew they had crossed a threshold in their relationship and there was likely no going back, not that either wanted that. Her dreams of having an even more special relationship with her brother appeared to be at hand and becoming a reality. 'Could we actually become lovers?' she thought to herself. Just the thought was exhilarating and scary at the same time.

As they walked from the car to the her condo, she again leaned on him for both support and comfort. Once inside, and the door closed behind them, they stood and faced each other.

"What are we becoming, Jack?" She asked.

When Jasmine agreed they should leave the nightclub, Jack smiled, his hand slipping from her breast onto her hand. The waitress gave them a knowing smile when they left their booth. Jack let out a soft chuckle, thinking she had seen this happen a lot, lovers kissing and then leaving.

Out on the street, he put husband arm around her shoulders as she leaned against him. He readily agreed to drive and though there was silence on the way home, they both kept stealing glances at each other. Reaching over, he took her hand in his, holding it while they were both deeply into their own thoughts.

When they arrived at her condo. Jack again put his arm around her shoulders while they walked to her condo. He was thinking that a lot had happened tonight. They crossed a barrier that was socially taboo but it was a barrier that both of wanted to cross. He wondered if they would be able to take the next step. A step that would lead them to become lovers.

Once inside, they looked at each other, smoldering lust hidden just beneath the surface. "What are we becoming?" Jasmine asked.

"I don't know Jasmine," he replied in a hushed voice. "All I know is that I want only to be with you right now and forever." Jack took her into his arms, his lips finding hers ... his hands running up and down her back while her arms circled his neck, her fingers rummaging through his hair. Their moans filled the room as the kiss lingered becoming more passionate. He heard her moan grow louder when his hands moved downward, cupping her ass cheeks in his large hands.

Breaking the kiss, he looked again in her eyes seeing a confirmation of their lust for each other. He smiled as one arm swung down to her knees, picking her up into his arms. He didn't know if she would stop him as he headed to her bedroom. "I want all of you sis," he said leaving no doubt what they wereabout to do.