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I had just nodded, shocked too much by her approval to even allow the words to sink in, missing the message completely. Days later, the crash happened, and I never gave those words another thought, not until now. Obviously Rose had noticed my feelings for her daughter and instead of shock, she had given her approval as clearly as she could without scaring the hell out of me.
"Amelia," I say, my voice unsteady. I’m still not one hundred percent certain I am doing the right thing, "I guess I'm hungry after a
ll." I am. Starving. But not for food. Starving for the affections of the woman I learned to think of as my very own sister. Calmer, I feel myself relax and surrender to whatever lies ahead, trusting Rose and Amelia to know better than me. What do I know, after all? I'm just a guy.
"There’s a good boy!"
"Boy? I thought you said I'm an old guy."
"That too!"
"You recall that spanking I mentioned?"
"Eheh."
"I can see it clearer and clearer," I say, pretending the way my cock pulsates at the thought of frying her ass is perfectly acceptable.
"I can't wait, Mac," Amelia shoots back, with a huskiness in her voice that brings me hope that maybe I'm not imagining things after all.
Amelia
Ready to faint, I look in the mirror at the woman that stares back at me with a deep blush on her cheeks. I wasn't wrong about how I look in Stefanie's uniform. I'm all tits and ass and long legs that end in white high heels that could cause vertigo, wrapped tightly in a nurse uniform that covers less than I imaged it would.
Shorter than I had imagined, it leaves the bottom half of my bubble ass bare as the day I was born. That is with me standing as straight as my trembling legs allow for, my heart pumping so hard that I can hear it pounding in my ears, and the fever that owns my horny little snatch reaching new heights.
Eyeing the garter belt and stocking that are laid out on the bed, I can't find the courage to go that far. No way. I'm already pushing things as they are. With the stockings and garter belt, I might as well join the ladies of the night by the side of the road. I'd probably cause a traffic jam.
After learning that applying makeup with unsteady hands is a bitch, I cast one last look in the mirror. My blonde mane is piled up and pinned the way I like it, and my lips are painted a deep sensuous red that complements the smoky eyeshadow that makes my blue eyes stand out like crazy, dilated pupils and all.
What also stands out is the cleavage that is the result of being unable to button up fully. With the top four buttons undone, and a stubborn refusal to wear more than the sexy transparent panties that are already soaked with my juices, my breasts are free to swell with each breath I take, the stiff nipples hard trying to poke little holes in the material. Concretely, that translates into my breasts looking like they are trying to spill over the fabric that is barely keeping them contained each time I take a deep breath.
Altogether, I have to hand it to myself; for a virgin I sure succeed at dressing up like a very sexy nurse. Eyeing the garter belt and stockings again, I can't help but laugh, releasing tension. Maybe I'll wear them next time.
Entering Mac's bedroom on legs that feel like rubber, I ask how my favorite patient is doing; my strategy is to just play stupid. What? My tits shake and jiggle all over the place? Oh my, I didn't notice, Mac! And what do you mean my uniform is too small and why am I not wearing a bra? This is standard, Mac! Duh! And no, those high heels are not impractical. The thoughts go through my mind as I bravely stride to his bedside with a tray that shakes as badly as my legs. With a little luck, I'll trip and end up recuperating right next to him.
Eyes cast down, I bend over and place the tray on the nightstand. My aching and throbbing pussy is high on the forbidden excitement that floods me when I feel my uniform move up to reveal more of my ass and legs. Standing straight, I push my chest out and deliberately take a deep breath, ignoring the growing sense of vulnerability in my chest.
"You've never seen me before in uniform, have you, Mac?" I say. One fast shy look is enough to look down again just as fast, the heat in my stomach spiking. Mac looks like he's been struck by lightning, wide-eyed and his square jaw hanging. Better yet, I'd swear that the pillow that he placed over his crotch moved.
"Eh," is the best Mac can come up with. Smiling, pleased with myself, I sit down at his side, fully aware that if I get up now, I'll leave a wet spot.
"Are you alright, Mac?" I ask with a casualness that, given the circumstances, should get me an Oscar for best actress. Biting my lip, I bravely look up. Locking eyes with Mac, the heat between my legs grows as much as my blush. Be calm my beating heart. My face must be as red as a lobster by now.
"Eh…yeah," Mac says. After long silent seconds, Mac tears his eyes away, silently allowing me to place a napkin over his chest; happy to lean over as far as I can without toppling over to give him a good hard look at the tits that want to feel his hands on them.
Mac
"It is just that?" I say. What else can I say? That she just blew me away? Knocked the air out of me? That I want her so badly it hurts? Pausing to gather the courage that I need to say the words that I don't want to deny her, not after she has put herself in this vulnerable position.
Any doubts I had about her intentions vaporized the moment she walked in the room. She didn't dress up like this just because. No woman would. And I cannot even imagine the courage it took her to go out on a limb like this, to make me realize what she wants.
"Yes?" Amelia says. The intensity of her expression betrays the intensity of her feelings and the longer I stay silent, the more despair takes possession of her finely chiseled features.
"I think you look breathtakingly beautiful, Amelia," I finally say. Seeing her face light up, I know I said the right words. That's not saying I'm not in shock over seeing my stepsister dressed like this, though. Like a stripper ready to make her appearance on stage. Ready to entertain her audience with her killer body and knockout curves, and those legs that take my breath away. Long legs in dangerously high heels that make me wish I could just pry them apart and put her pink pussy on full display, sink my hard cock deep inside her.
