My Brother's Forbidden Touch::Ch-15

I finished with my bath, dried off with one of the towels we just bought at the grocery, then wrapped myself in my spare. They weren't that nice, or big, but they came from a grocery store so I couldn't really complain.

I wished I had thought to bring the big, fluffy towels that I had at Mom and Dad's.

I did double, maybe triple check to make sure I was covered enough though.

I was excited to see what Dan had picked out for me to wear, so went straight to my bed and felt for it.

I nodded to myself and grinned. I recognized, by feel, my little black dress, the one article of clothing every girl needs in her wardrobe.

That fact confused me. I had never worn mine other than when I tried it on at the store, with Karen.

Dan would be the first man to see me in it.

Like the sweater I had worn earlier today, it fit me like a glove, from considerably above the middle of my thighs, over my hips and butt, along my waist, and to just barely above my nipples. The shoulders covered just my shoulders, and there was a hook on the back, in the middle between them to hold them together over my bare back.

That hook was the only thing that held it on my body.

The fact that, from that hook at the base of my neck to just below where my butt cheeks start, my back was going to be bare meant I wouldn't be able to wear anything under the dress. I knew that was true when I bought it. Karen even tried to persuade me not to get it because she thought that was too racy, even for me.

This made my choice in underwear easy. I had a pair of stay-up, black stockings, complete with a seam up the back and lace trim at the top. Since I bought them just for this dress, I knew the dress would cover that lace at the top, but only when standing, and it would peek out when I sat down.

I started to pull the towel from around me, but then stopped.

"Dan?" I said softly.

"Oh, um...I'm here. What can I do to help?"

"Your sister is about to get naked. Can you close the door on your way out, please?" I giggled.

"Sorry, Rae. Yeah. I thought, um, you were going to tell me what underwear to get for you to wear under, with that. You said..."

"I know, I know, but that's not necessary. I got it handled."

Dan and I used to take baths together, when we were like three years old. I remember those times, but he hadn't seen me naked since then, and I had almost grown breasts and definitely pubic hair in the meantime. Him sneaking a look like this was not something I wanted to happen, even if he meant to sneak a look.

"Dan? Good choice on the dress," I told him before the door clicked closed.

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Boston's tail thumped on the living room floor and his head raised to look at me a split second before I heard the latch release on Raven's bedroom door.

His eyes twinkled, and I swear he looked like he smiled at me before he stood up.

I looked over my shoulder when I heard Raven's cane tap along the wall from the hallway, and Boston made a circuitous path around her.

"Hey Boston," she giggled and bent down to touch his head.

"Where's Dan?"

Boston looked at me, still sitting silently on the sofa, then, as if to say "there", he barked a little, high-pitched bark.

"Oh, hey Raven," I announced as I stood.

The way she looked had made my intelligence level drop precipitously, apparently. My habit of speaking as soon as she entered a room had been driven completely from my mind.

She would have been bare-footed, except for the black-tinted nylons she wore. They were just barely tinted black, with the shadow of a fishnet pattern, and revealed her cute, little toes inside. With each step, a hint of the lace at the tops of the stockings peeked out from under her dress and told me they weren't panty hose, but actual stockings.

The black dress I had picked out made her legs look longer than usual, even bare-footed, because of how short the dress was on them.

If Raven wore any makeup, it was usually just a blush of color on her lips, but tonight those pouty lips were a deep red, and a hint of gray eyeshadow darkened her eyelids above her eyes.

She had her raven-black hair in a messy bun on the crown of her head, tied with a ribbon that matched her lips, and wisps of hair hung around her face.

People usually mistook Raven for a teenager, even at twenty-four, probably because she was so tiny, but tonight she looked every bit of the adult woman she actually is, and her smile beamed at me.

"Am I nice to look at, Dan?"

"God no, Rae, you're gorgeous," my mouth replied, ignoring my total lack of conscious intelligence.

With the help of her cane, she moved around the end of the sofa and came right to me before she stopped, folded her cane up and put it and the pair of black heels in her hand on the sofa.

"Let me have a look at you," she whispered, then reached above her to pull my shoulder down toward her.

The sweet, musky scent of her perfume filled my head as she cupped my cheeks in her hands.

"You shaved," she murmured. "You didn't need to. I like your stubble, at least on the weekend."

Her hands went to my shoulders and down to my chest, then she checked my throat.

"Thanks for wearing a tie. A little black dress needs to go on dates with a tie."

Her hand was warm against the back of my neck when she raised up on her toes and pulled my face down to hers. Our noses bumped right before her lips met mine. Her lips lingered on mine as she kissed me gently and my lips responded on their own.

"I forgot about our noses. Sorry," she giggled, then backed a couple of steps away from me.

Raven slowly turned in a circle, obviously wanting to give me the full view of her in her tiny black dress.

She paused briefly with her back to me, and her head turned as if she were looking at me over her shoulder before she finished the circle.

I didn't realize when I picked it out, without her in the dress, that it left her entire back bare. I learned that my sister has a delightfully cute, little dimple, nestled where the cleft of her butt begins, a couple of inches above where her dress hugged her cute, little butt.

I knew what she meant, that she had it handled to pick her underwear without my help. She couldn't have had any on. I would have seen some of anything she wore underneath her dress, and I didn't.

"So?" she begged for a comment from me.

"You make that dress beautiful, Rae."

My lips could still feel our kiss, so I was a little surprised that I could figure out to give her even that reply.

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Dan drove us through downtown on the way to the restaurant. He explained the condo is two blocks from the business district, and pointed out a few places on the way. I hoped he wouldn't expect me to remember where they are, but I appreciated knowing there were some coffee shops, a bookstore, a few restaurants and an old-style movie theater within walking distance.

Twister and I would learn each one, and put them to good use once Dan started working and left us alone all day.

It wasn't like I could actually concentrate on anything right then. My sparklers were going crazy. I had kissed my brother on the lips again, and he had kissed me back.

"We're here, but wait, Rae."

I smiled and nodded.

"When you walk, the tops of your stockings show a little, but when you sit down, even a little of your, um, bare legs show."

That surprised me a little. Not what he told me, but that he told me, like I didn't know and wouldn't want it to be true.

I did know though. Well, not that my bare legs showed a little, but I suspected that might be true.

I wanted to look sexy tonight.

I hoped he only told me because he didn't want anybody and everybody seeing what he thought they shouldn't, and not that he didn't want to see it.

"I know, Dan. Is my dress too short? We're here, so it's kind of too late to change."

"Well, no, not too short, maybe. I just thought you should know."

"It's okay, though, right? I look okay? The dress is okay?"

"You're gorgeous, Rae, even if...I mean, probably especially showing a little leg."