Let's Train Heroine - Chapter 450

Chapter 450: Heroine’s Husband with His Sister VI
“Sounded like a horrible experience. Boys…they have no idea,” she exclaimed.

“I was a boy once,” he offered.

“Anyway, Lisa was clearly a bit shocked about seeing us. I shared some of my experiences with her, and even gave her a few pointers on how to avoid creeps at college.”

“How do you know that? You never went to college?”

“I went to an academy if you remember, and our world’s academy and this world isn’t that different.”

“Okay.”

Of course, Sally was still a little embarrassed about what had happened. But equally, her ego also liked the fact that her brother’s desire had been seen by someone else. And why should she be embarrassed about that?

Dinner was fun. The decor and food are incredible. And by the end Sally was well liquored and in the mood.

“So…what have you planned for us tonight?” she asked, as the dessert was being cleared away.

“What makes you think I have anything planned?” Lucan replay.

“It’s a shame…I was hoping to get lucky.”

“Bill please!” he blurted out to the passing waiter.

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Returning home, Lucan let his merry sister thank Lisa and then whispered into her ear to go to the bedroom and wear the blindfold on the bed. After watching her saunter down the corridor he turned and addressed the maid.

“I left an envelope in the kitchen which should more than cover things. Now, if you will excuse me, I need to…help Mrs. Sally…with some pressing matters. Please just let yourself out.”

“Sure Mr. Lucan, no problem,” she blushed, aware of his hidden intention.

Staring at her employers butt as he walked away made her realize how desperately she wanted to watch them again. But was it worth the risk? What if she got caught? Also, Mrs. Sally had been really nice earlier in the evening, wouldn’t it be disrespectful? Words drifted down the corridor as she considered the options.

“Come to me, my love.”

In that instant Lisa knew what had to be done. Turning off the lights she walked heavily to the front door, called out good night, opened it, and then closed it with a thud.

Back in the bedroom Sally was uncertain, feeling for her brother.

“Where are we going?” she asked nervously, being unexpectedly led from the room.

“Sshh. Trust me.”

Lucan guided his object of desire into the study. Earlier he had moved a white lounge chair into the middle of the room and placed it two yards in front of his desk, where his large twenty-seven inch laptop had pride of place. Leading Sally to stand next to the chair, he reached out and turned on the desk light, bathing them in a soft glow.

Mouse clicks then rang out into the silence, and even with the blindfold Sally could tell there was a bright new source of light in front. The glow from the laptop screen was accompanied by the singer’s voice. She smiled at her favourite dance hit, and her hips started swaying to the beat. Aware of a presence behind she leaned back and wiggled teasingly against the hard body.

“You’re wearing too many clothes,” came the playful whisper.

The black hair beauty giggled as hands brushed lightly against her sides and slowly raised the loose-fitting top. Lifting her arms along with the beat she felt the fabric rise and disappear. Reflexively her hands came down and covered her exposed chest against the cool air, but they were quickly coaxed out of the way by a stronger pair.

“My, my. I see you’ve been shopping” Lucan smiled, peeking over his sister’s shoulder. “Beautiful.”

Sally was pleased that the sheer white bra had been well received. Buying it had taken an agonizingly long time the day before. An embarrassed novice when it came to sexy lingerie shopping, she had felt obliged to over tip the poor sales girl who had endured her embarrassing indecision. Now swelling with pride, her breasts rose to meet the eager hands that were soon cupping and kneading through the thin material.

“Hmm,” she moaned.

“Now remove your jeans,” came the instruction. “I want to see if you bought a matching set.”

Moments later Sally was left standing alone. With trepidation she removed and cast aside her strappy sandals and jeans, leaving her fit body slightly self-conscious in nothing but expensive sheer white lingerie. She was grateful when a familiar bulge wedged itself between her cheeks, and relaxed into the rhythm as it ground into her crack along with the music.

Goosebumps then erupted as warm breath and wet lips made contact with her delicate neck, and she breathed in heavily as hands played across her sensitive skin. But just as her aching clit finally received some much needed attention, all contact disappeared, leaving her alone and disappointed again.

“Time for you to get naked,” came the voice, now somewhere in front.

Lucan held his breath as the gorgeous black hair beauty paused in hesitation. He suspected that an internal battle was being waged between the old conservative version of his sister, and the sexual MILF that had recently awoken. Sensing it was a critical moment he took firmer control, removing the need for her tipsy and confused brain to make the decision.

“Take off your underwear,” he commanded.

After what seemed like an eternity, but was only a matter of seconds, and with neither of them noticing that the music video had finished, the sheer white bra and matching panties ended up on the floor.

“Good girl,” Lucan breathed approvingly. “Now, there is a chair next to you on the right. Sit down.”

As he turned and clicked the mouse a few times, Sally reached out and found it. What was it doing here? She felt the material under her bum as she sat, which was soft like a towel. Despite being slightly drunk she deduced that her brother had moved the white lounge chair from the corner of their room into the study and put a towel on it. Even with everything going on, the perfectionist in her took time to appreciate the towel gesture, as it would prevent stains. Stains? When did preventing sex stains become a thing?

But she was jolted out of her thoughts by a blinding light. Reflexively raising her hands she shielded her eyes until they could adjust to the removal of the blindfold. It took a while before she could look around and notice that a new video had started on the screen.