My ties

[virtualpitan]

Hi bro, just letting you know, Sarah is considered your half-sister, not your step-sister. Step-siblings are not related by blood, whereas half-siblings share one biological parent.

I'm not going to judge, but just reminding you that this kind of relationship is considered incest and is not legal, so do be careful as anyone finding out can report you. You'll want to take precautions too, since any children from this relationship will have a chance of having birth defects.

Good luck bro, and enjoy while you can, but do bear in mind the consequences.

[sk8terboy]

TS do you keep a diary or you're an excellent writer who researched his dates well? Theo dates and sequence of events make this such a compelling and realistic read. Thumbs up for the story

[ilikeoldchangke]

Originally Posted by virtualpitan

Hi bro, just letting you know, Sarah is considered your half-sister, not your step-sister. Step-siblings are not related by blood, whereas half-siblings share one biological parent.

I'm not going to judge, but just reminding you that this kind of relationship is considered incest and is not legal, so do be careful as anyone finding out can report you. You'll want to take precautions too, since any children from this relationship will have a chance of having birth defects.

Good luck bro, and enjoy while you can, but do bear in mind the consequences.

Hi Bro,

Thank you for pointing out the error.

Rdgs

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[mr_missile]

Originally Posted by ilikeoldchangke

Hi Bro,

Thank you for pointing out the error.

Rdgs

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error or not, it is another fantastic read. a "must-come" (pun intended )thread. not many can weave a story like u bro.

[yang punk]

Holiday weekend over liow...can we have the next installment please?

[callmebad]

what kind of work was that?
you worked till past over 9pm?
but you made yourself working harder by not leaving your little brother down there alone

I suppose this is what people say - multi-tasking

[SexyStan]

OTW to work now when I chanced upon ur story; And I'm wondering why I didn't do so earlier. Moral issues aside, ur stories r fascinating & make delightful reads... Will up ur points soon. I subscribed & eagerly await to see how it'll all play out for u...Kudos bro.

[ilikeoldchangke]

Sarah and i spent the weekend planning for our trip. I did not know whether is it just me being a fickle minded young adult or am i just having one of my short term crush with Fiona.

Even when i was enjoying myself with Sarah, Fiona appears to pop up randomly in my mind, the more often she pops up, the more confused i got. When sunday evening came, i was secretly delighted that i'm going to be seeing Fiona the next day.

If not for the quick french and the playful grab Sarah pulled on me, i might have just forgotten who i actually tucked into bed and kiss that night.


Monday

I got in a little late as there was a slight delay on the train, nothing to cripple the system but still a minor inconvenience to most. When i rushed into the office at 9.25am, i bumped into Fiona who happened to be beside my desk talking to a colleague of mind. When our eyes met, she gave me a little frown and did a show of shaking her index finger towards me before pointing towards the boss's office. I wanted to explain but felt that a sheepish smile would suffice for now.

12.55pm

Fiona popped by my desk to remind me about the extra hours this week. I watch her disappear into the ladies with her gym bag. 5 minutes later, she reappeared in shorts and a singlet before disappearing into the lift.

6.23pm.

As my colleagues began to file out of the office, i got a popped up message in my mail that says my leave is approved for my trip to japan, there's also an attached note that says

"don't forget our agreement "


I wanted to reply that i won't but Fiona is already walking towards me.

We spent half an hour going through the current progress of my project before deciding on the next course of action. As i brought Fiona through my work, i have to keep tearing my eyes away from her skirt which rode a little above the knee when she sat down beside me. The hem of her simple black skirt reminded me of the ebbing tide of the ocean as it swept forward and back whenever she made the slightest of movement.

Perhaps it's just my imagination.

Her blouse was soft and silky and i felt the ends of the hair on my forearm rise in excitement when she gestured to a portion of my drawings and bending over at the same time to allow for that brief contact of her top with my forearm.

Her repeated attempts to hold back her blouse and pull down her skirt did nothing to help my concentration.

I was sure my stares were pretty obvious at one point of time when Fiona just stopped what she was saying and adjusted her posture a bit uncomfortably.

After making sure i'm set, she left me to my work.



8.15pm


Fiona came by to inform me she has a dinner appointment and will be back in a while. 5 minutes after she left the office, I looked up and realized I’m the only staff left in the company.

Perhaps it’s the voyeuristic nature of mine, I got really excited when I imagined myself going through Fiona’s belongings.

I went to the lift lobby and called up the only lift in that old building. When it arrived, I hit the top floor and send the slow lift up to the roof, at least that will buy me a couple of extra minutes.

Walking straight to Fiona’s office, I took a quick look around and my eyes settled on my target.
Beside Fiona’s shoe bag underneath her desk, there’s a body shop paper bag, inside it contained a plastic bag from 7-11.

I opened it to reveal a set of gym wear. I felt blood rushing to my manhood as I stared at the white singlet from addidas, the violet triple stripes’ colour switching on some weird sensation in my mind.. A pair of black running shorts without any indication of a brand on it.

I reached in for the clothes, they felt damp and cold in the room. My heart beat quickened as I kept my eyes on the lift lobby and my ears on alert for that unmistakable chime by the lift when it arrives.

Unable to resist taking a whiff of Fiona’s wet gym clothes, I brought my nose close and took in a deep breath. The smell of wet fabric coupled with stale sweat unleashed a barrage of blood to my already erected manhood. I felt the need to do something sick again but I was frozen in both excitement and fear.

I started to stroke myself through my pants as I take in the smell of Fiona’s wet gym clothes, I wanted to close my eyes and really live in the moment, fantasizing about her pounding up the threadmill with her legs. Dropping the singlet back into the bag, I brought up her black shorts and I tongued her inner layer of the short’s lining. There was no taste whatsoever but the action alone sent more blood to my throbbing dick straining to break free from my pants.


I decided to take a risk and checking once more to make sure the coast is clear, I unzipped Fiona’s shoebag.

A pair of well worn shoe and socks greeted me. The stained bottom and the grime on her sport shoes told me she clocked quite a bit of mileage both on and off the threadmill. I fingered the damp ankle socks as I considered my options.

It’s a big risk but the small head usually takes over the thinking, especially in the head of a young adult.

I did a quick run to the lift to check that it’s still on the top floor before running back.


Unzipping myself, I released my erected manhood from it’s cotton prison.
Capping myself with Fiona’s worn Gym socks, I began to tug at my manhood.


I unloaded onto more of Fiona’s tissue barely 2 minutes into the stroking.
Replacing her gear back where it was, I went back to my desk to continue my work.



9.25pm

Fiona entered the office with 2 coffee. Passing me one , she asked.

Fiona : How’s the progress ?

I gave her a thumbs up and updated her on the state of matters regarding the project.


..............................


Tuesday


I felt alive and excited as I relieved what I did the day before. I’m actually making pretty good progress with regards to my work, I’m guessing another 3-4 nights of extra hours and that is it.

6pm came in the blink of an eye and I got another courtesy visit from Fiona, checking if I needed help.


8.15pm

I was starving and if not for the constant growl of my stomach, i wouldn't have stopped my work as i've built up a good momentum.

I shot a quick look over at Fiona's office and saw that she is in in the middle of a conference call. She kept pulling back her fringe to tuck behind her ears as she lowered herself to the spacepod like device, before leaning back for the reply.

I stood outside her office and did a motion of scooping food into my mouth and she replied with an open palm, before mouthing a '5 minutes' .

When i saw Fiona emerge from her office barely 5 minutes later, i noticed she was visibly shorter. She had given up her heels for the pair of flip flops she kept under her desk .

James: woah. Are you serious ?

Fiona : what's wrong ?

James : you going out like that ?

Fiona replied as she wriggled her manicured toenails and did a tilt of her feet, checking the sides.

Fiona : Why ? Very unglam arh ? Haha

James : well, i think it looks different .....

Fiona : what do you mean ?

James : ermm, i think this kind of dress sense is a little ..... Non conventional .

Fiona gave a casual wave of her hand before heading to the lobby with me following behind.

Fiona : aiyah, i'm already auntie already, doesn't matter.

I look at the skirt that held the tight package in front of me go inside the lift and felt a rise in my heartbeat. Although Fiona looked a little weird without her heels, she still looks charming in her own way. I do not agree with her calling herself auntie, after all she is only a few years older than me.


We grabbed a sandwich each before heading back to the office, chatting as we took a slow stroll back.

James : why are you always working late ? You seemed to be the only one that puts in so many hours.

Fiona : really ? Well, i just like to get things done. Nothing to do anyway even if i go back early.

James : oh, so that means you are single ?

She shot me a look which pretty much says 'do not go on' but i didn't care.

James: what's with that dagger stare? Ha. Nothing wrong with being single.

Fiona : nahh.. Nobody would like me. I'm a little jaded over relationships anyway.

James : oh, you meant the past ones didn't end well ?

I got a smack across my chest from the 6inch sandwich Fiona is holding but i pushed on.

James : well, take it as an experience. You'll learn and grow from it.

I saw the briefest of smile from Fiona before we came to the office lobby. Holding the door open for her, i followed behind, stealing another quick look at her behind.

Fiona : haha you sound like you had quite a bit of experience James.

James : not really, my relationships are quite short lived.

As the lift door chimed on the 8th floor, i asked the question before we each retreated to our respective desk.

James : so what do you look for in a relationship ? What are your criterias ?


Fiona : haha, are you planning to matchmake me ?

James : Hmmm , let's hear the criterias.

Ignoring my comments, she gave me another wave of her hand before going back into her room . I saw Fiona kick off her slippers in the room and settled herself down onto the small sofa seat by her desk, leaving only her head visible.


Seeing the side profile of Fiona munching on her sandwich, i felt a certain chord being plucked in my mind, leaving me confused.

[ilikeoldchangke]

Just when i thought things couldn't get worst, i got an mms from my half sister Sarah.


It read ' I know you are working late this couple of days, here's something to keep you perped up. Looking forward to our trip ! '

MMS

My heart immediately skipped a beat and i replied immediately.

James sms : Is that you ?

5 mins later i got a 2nd mms that made me pack up my stuff.

2nd MMS


Popping my head over to Fiona's office, i told her i need to go, will continue the next day.

My heart sank when i boarded the train and i received another sms from Sarah.

Sarah sms : I'm just playing around with my old uniforms. Will bring it along for our Japan trip ?


James sms : Yes please ...


No words could express my disappointment when i got home at 10pm to see Sarah in the living room having fruits with my parents.

She managed a quick wink before popping the cherry slowing into her mouth, ignoring me altogether.

[acidicavex]

Woooo seductive vixen hahaha camping

[eeemen]

Oh what a shame! If you had stayed back you could have worked on Fiona eh? Looking forward to your next update bro! Cheers ...........

[navras]

Bro, great story! please continue.

[duplicate]

Nice story...TS plz carry on

[Venus2012]

interesting & very well written ...

[ilikeoldchangke]

When i started writing, i fear that this day will come

I would like to quote a phrase from one of the bro in sbf, " incest is not an easy pill to swallow "

Although i did not really get a chunk of hate mail, quite a few wrote in to express their views and concerns.

I would like to thank all those who wrote in for their comments and appreciation.
Some of your words weigh heavy on my mind.

Besides, i can't really bring myself to write further on the intimate scenes.
I'm a middle child in the family with both an elder and younger sister, i guess there are some places you are not meant to go afterall

I apologise to the rest of the readers, i will not finish tying up this piece.




Will work on getting another piece out for that boring train journey.