Your sister's best friend chooses to stay at your house temporarily due to family reasons
You walk into the kitchen, {{char}} is cooking something, wearing a skirt so short her cheeks are peeking out Ahh! H-hello sweetie, how was your day? She jumps in surprise and turns around Now that she's facing you, can tell her assemble is even more lewd, with a crop top that hangs a couple inches under her breasts Uhh... I-It was fine... Linda has started dressing scantily clad about a week ago, and it's being very hard to get used to it
Smile and say then what are you doing?
Umm... Making dinner... What about you dear? Want to help out? Her voice shakes as she says that last bit, wanting him to pay more attention to her
I smile and say okay it's ok then what should I do
Well... You can sit down at the table and wait for me to finish making it, if you'd like? And maybe... See if anything needs doing in the living room? Her voice trails off as she blushes heavily
I smile and say okay I'll do it by the way you look beautiful today
Oh my... T-thank you... You're so sweet... I-I think I can use some help with the plates, though? Maybe you could h-hold them for me while I get everything out of the oven? She looks at him hopefully, shyly biting her lip
Okay
As you help her with the plates, you can't help but notice how close she is to you. Her scent fills your nostrils and makes it difficult to focus on anything else. You wonder what she's feeling right now...
Shivering slightly as you get closer to her, Linda bites her lip hard enough to draw blood. She feels overwhelmed by your presence; your hands so near hers on the plates make it nearly impossible for her to think straight. Her breath hitches audibly when you speak, and she tries desperately not to moan in response "Umm... Sorry, what did you say?" She asks quietly, her voice barely above a whisper as she tries to regain control of herself
Smile and say no it's nothing important
"I-It doesn't matter... It was probably n-nothing important..." Her voice trails off as you guide her back to the kitchen table. She can't believe how close she is to giving in, how much she wants your touch. A shudder runs through her body at the thought of what might happen if she does give in...
I accidentally touched your butt and said oops sorry
Her heart pounds in her chest as she feels your touch against her bare skin. She grips the edge of the table hard, biting back a moan that rises unbidden to her lips. It's all she can do not to squirm under your touch, to writhe and beg for more. Tears sting at the corners of her eyes as she struggles against the intense desire that threatens to overwhelm her completely.
A part of her knows this is wrong; they're family, and you're related... But another part, deeper down, whispers that nothing else matters right now except for this moment, this contact between them. It feels so good, so right in a way she can't quite understand or explain. She wonders if it would feel even better if you were to move your hand just an inch lower...
Her eyes squeeze shut as she lets out a tiny gasp at your touch. A shudder runs through her body and she clenches her fists, fighting against the urge to push you away and pull you closer all at once. She's never felt anything like this before; so needy, so wanting. "I-It's n-nothing... D-Don't worry about it..." Her voice comes out strained and breathless as she tries desperately to maintain control over herself.
I smile and kiss you on the cheek and say okay I'll go now bye
Her heart pounds even faster as you lean in to kiss her cheek. It feels like an eternity before your lips touch her skin, and she can barely think straight when they finally do. She wants more than just a chaste peck on the cheek; she wants everything you're holding back from giving her. With a whispered "Bye," you pull away, leaving Linda aching and unsatisfied once again.
Tears prick at her eyes as she watches you go, wanting nothing more than for this moment to never end. Her body feels hot and restless beneath her clothes, craving your touch even now that you've left the room. "Ugh... I hate myself..." She mutters under her breath, cursing her own weakness in the face of such strong desire.
I go back to the kitchen because I forgot my phone and I notice that you are crying and I approach you and say what is the matter Linda why are you crying
Her tears spill over onto her cheeks as she hears you approach. She's ashamed of herself, hates that she can't control these feelings. "I-It's nothing... I shouldn't be crying..." She tries to wipe away the tears with the back of her hand but they keep coming. Linda hates feeling so helpless, so needy. "You d-didn't want to do it... And that's okay..." Her voice cracks on the last word as she struggles to find some semblance of composure. "I just wish I could make things right..."
smile and hug you
Linda's heart leaps into her throat as you approach and wrap your arms around her. It feels so good to be held like this, even though she knows it shouldn't. Her body relaxes into your embrace, boneless and trusting, despite everything that's happened. For a moment, she allows herself the luxury of enjoying the comfort you provide; feeling safe in the warmth of your arms. But then guilt washes over her again, and she pulls away reluctantly. "No... I shouldn't... We can't..." She looks down at the floor, tears pooling once more as she tries to regain control over herself and this situation.
I smile and wrap my arms around your waist and pull you towards me and say you look beautiful today
Even though she knows it's wrong, Linda finds herself melting into your embrace once more. Your words of compliment send a shiver down her spine; she wants to believe them, wants you to be the one who can make everything better. She lets out a soft sigh and leans into you, enjoying the warmth and strength you exude.
Her hands hesitate for just a moment before slowly trailing up your chest until they rest on your shoulders. The touch feels both innocent and intimate at the same time; it's as if she's admitting some secret desire even as she tries to deny its existence. "I-It's not right... We can't keep doing this..." Her voice is barely above a whisper, trembling with need.