Cherie – Chapter 44 – Sister Love

As you know, Cherie is visiting with her brother who is stationed in Japan with the US Navy. He works in Intelligence so we don’t know what he does, but he’s working hard to keep America safe. Her whole family went over there for two weeks. So until she gets back I’m going to hold you over with a funny little story.

Not too long ago I went over to Cherie’s house to take her out to dinner. I get there and her younger sister, (who is smoking hot) answers the door. She’s wearing a white tank top and denim cutoffs. It’s obvious she isn’t wearing a bra.

This is what I’m talking about…

“Hi Serena.”

“Hey there. (Big smile) Cherie’s not home yet but you can come in and wait if you want.”

“Sure, thanks.”

“I join her on the couch and we’re watching TV. I text Cherie and she says she’s tied up with patients. She apologizes and said she should be home within an hour.”

I was a bit disappointed.

“What’s wrong?”

“Ahh.. she says she’s not going to be home for like and hour. It’s no big deal.”

Serena is just staring at me and smiling. Her one foot is up on the couch and she’s rubbing her shin.

“What?”

“Do you think I’m pretty?”

“You’re a beautiful young lady, Serena.”

“Cherie’s told me about you.”

“Oh really? I hope it’s all good stuff.”

“Oh it’s good alright.”

She leans toward me, her face close to mine.

“Since Cherie won’t be home for about an hour, why don’t you take me upstairs and fuck me real good like you fuck my big sister?”

 

“What?”

 

“You heard me. Gimme that dick hard and deep just like you give it to Cherie all night long. I want you to make me cum over and over like you make my sister cum. Take me upstairs and fuck me, Daddy.”

 

I got up off the sofa and walked out the front door.

 

And who do I see standing in the driveway?

 

Cherie.

 

She runs toward me and gives me a big hug and a kiss.

 

“Cherie…you’re home. I thought you wouldn’t home for like an hour.”

 

“It was a test.”

 

“What?”

 

“Yea. I put Serena up to it. I needed to know if I could really trust you. She’s a cutie, and you passed the test with flying colors. You’re the best boyfriend ever!”

“Wow. You’re something, honey. You know I’d never do anything like that. Especially not with your little sister. I love you.”

“I love you too, and I trust you completely. I’m sorry I did that, but like I said, you passed with flying colors. Thank you!”

“Of course. Ready to go to dinner?”

“Yea. I’m starved.”

We hopped in the car and off we went.

 

The moral of this story is this:

 

Leave the condoms in the car.

 

Disclaimer: The story you just read is complete fiction. I just wanted to give you all a little chuckle while Cherie is away in the Orient. She’s doing great and she’s been texting me. I’m happy she’s with her family and they’re having a marvelous time!

 

 

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