Older Sis Needs a Helping Hand

Gareman

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OOC: I'm looking for a female to play the part of my older sister.

Storyline: After graduating from college, 23 year old Steve has opened a small bar. Through hard work and good business sense he has made it a success and is beginning to enjoy the fruits of his labor. One day he receives a tearful call from his older sister Trish. Her husband has apparently been cheating on her and she needs a place to stay.

Steve and Trish were never close while growing up. The 8 year age difference was too much to bridge and Trish rarely had time for her little brother. Now she will have to come to the realization that little bro is a grown man and he may have some very interesting ideas for big sis.


Any takers?
 
IC:

Hearing her voice surprised...no...shocked me. How long had it been since our last conversation? 3 months ? 4? Maybe 5?

And for Trish to initiate! Man that was something new!

"Steve...," she stammered, the inflection of her voice revealing her pain. "It's Carl....(sob).....He's ....he's...been....cheating on me."

There was something oddly comforting in the sound of my older sister's anguish. I know it seems very cold, but after all these years, to realize that maybe there was a heart under that slick veneer. It was something I had doubted for so long.

"Trish, calm down," I replied, trying to hide the excitement that her vulnerable state created within me. "Slow down and tell me what's happening."

Our relationship had never been a "typical" brother/sister deal. She was always too busy to be much of an older sibling, preferring to spend her time with friends her own age; much too cool to hang around with little brother. Even at 31 she still seemed to look down upon me...traveling the world and enjoying the "yuppie" lifestyle that she had chosen with her asshole husband.

But now....the queen has obviously fallen from her thrown and who does she call for help?

"I left him," she continues, her voice quivering and cracking. "I...I have no place to go..."

Again I find myself enjoying her pain way too much. Picturing her sobbing...and hearing the pleading tones in her words gave me a hard-on; agian something I should be ashamed of, but strangely am not.

"Do you think I could come and stay with you until I get my feet under me again?"

There it was!!! The words that I knew were coming.... My heart pounds heavily in my chest... (Oh yes big sis, come on over....I'd love to have you).

I choke back the evil words trying to escape my mouth and take a deep breath to regain my composure.

"Sure Trish, I have plenty of room......."
 
"thanx little bro , I always knew you'd be there for me " i struggle to say.
" so where do you live now then ?" changing the subject quickly
"ill drive there as soon as i sort out my clothes and move out of the flat , then ill see u there ?"
ill need directions though , how bigs your garage , i mean ill need to fit my bmw there and i dont want it getting scratched .
 
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