3.She is Vindictive

I spent the afternoon resting from the trip and got up early in the evening to eat, I passed Mia's room and the door was closed, but when I got to the kitchen, I was ecstatic.

- It's not possible, she could only be doing it on purpose, I thought, trying to look for any place to look that wasn't her ass. She felt my presence and looked back.

Mia: I thought you were going to pass right through. I'm making dinner, but if you're really hungry, just get cookies from the cupboard and juice from the fridge.

- I think I better go to my room and wait for dinner, I said trying to escape the suffocating situation I was in.

Mia: Aren't you hungry? asked when I was already leaving. I wanted to get away as quickly as possible, so I lied.

- No!

Mia: Then why did you come here in the kitchen? Hell! This girl doesn't miss a thing, I thought.

- I came to drink water, I almost forgot, I said, taking a glass and pretending that was really what I went to do in the kitchen.

Mia: Why are you so nervous Gustavo? What a load! She noticed. I looked into her eyes, and then my gaze involuntarily shifted to her breasts, which were only covered by a top, I immediately turned my back on her and walked away, before she noticed the bulge inside my shorts.

I didn't know if she was in the habit of wearing only her panties and top in the middle of the house or if she had done it to provoke me.

I went to my room, locked myself and leaned against the door trying to get as much control as possible, keeping the thought that she was my sister, and that some kind of involvement between us could never happen.

A few minutes later, when I had regained my balance, she knocked on my door and I felt like jumping out the window. What is this devil doing here? I thought.

- What do you want Mia?

Mia: I brought you a snack, open it.

- I said I wasn't hungry.

Mia: Yes Gustavo, open the door. I squeezed my eyes shut and opened, took in some air and then opened the door, trying to look only at her face.

She gave a mischievous little smile that completely disconcerted me.

I took the glass of juice and the cookie from her hand, thanked her and was already closing the door when she put her foot to stop me.

Mia: You're still nervous Gustavo, why? do not tell me? I was already running out of patience with her, but what could I say? - I'm not nervous Mia, why would I be? Mia: I don't know, if I'm asking you it's with the intention of knowing.

- You don't know me well enough to know when I get nervous, now leave me alone please.

Mia: That's rude Gustavo, I don't ask any more questions either. She turned away and I stared at her ass.

- Hell! It must be a crime to walk around in such tiny panties in the middle of the house, I thought again, feeling my erection exploding inside my clothes, I closed the door so hard, my anger was visible.

I sat on the bed, drank just the glass of juice and left the cookie unopened, then lay on the bed and closed my eyes, trying to get the idea that Mia was a hot bitch was out of my head, and trying to convince myself that everything was fine. only a figment of my imagination, and she was just my harmless little sister.

- Shit! Is not working. Harmless is my motherfucker, I said.

I knew that I couldn't treat her so rudely and that I would have to find a way to portray myself, I just didn't know how I was going to do that without paying attention to her body, which was always exposed.

During all these years that I spent abroad, I never assumed a serious relationship with anyone, because I liked to go to parties and kiss as many mouths as I wanted, and I always took someone to the dorm to spend the night with me, woman was never a problem for me. , I usually know what to do with them, but Mia was sensual and delicate, sassy and authoritative, and her body left nothing to be desired, but she was my sister, and wanting to stick my dick in her would be dishonorable to my family . "I have to stop looking at her like that," I said.

Some time later, I heard another knock on my door, and I was ready to apologize, but it was my parents, who immediately flew on my neck to hug me.

Mother: My baby, how good it is to have you at home.

- Ah mom, you're not going to let go of this habit of calling me baby ever, are you? I asked laughing.

Mother: Never, you will always be my baby.

Father: Son, your father missed you.

- Me too, father. We talked about the trip, and about my plans for my career. Then we went to the kitchen for dinner, but I missed Mia at the table.

- Where's Mia? won't she have dinner? Mom: She's getting ready to go out with a friend.

- And she has all that freedom to go out like that? Why isn't she going to college or something that has a future? I didn't mean to sound like I was questioning my parents' upbringing, but I think I was a little jealous knowing she was leaving. My father started laughing out loud and I was embarrassed.

Father: Typical older brother jealousy. Mother: You don't have to tease your sister, my son, Mia is very responsible, she has an online store that pays part of the household bills, and she pays her business school herself, it's from a distance, but she's recognized by the MEC, she won the right to have that freedom.

- Damn it! I did not know that.

Mother: You had no way of knowing, as she is very private with her things. Knowing a little more about Mia, made me see that she wasn't just a beautiful body, she was a woman of attitude, and had a balanced life, and I still had plenty of time to get to know her.

Mia: Mom, Dad, I'm going, I'll be a little late today, but I promise not to make too much noise when I arrive, she said, walking into the kitchen, wearing a short, flared black dress and sandals the size of the Eiffel Tower, her hair was in waves, and she was very well made up, and wonderfully hot.

- Where are you going dressed like that? I asked, unable to control my tongue. She looked at me with disdain, and seemed a little annoyed by my question.

Mia: The day you pay my bills, I give you the right to know about my life.

Oh, right in my face! I didn't expect this one, I thought, trying to hide my discomfort, not only because I knew she would turn out incredibly beautiful, but because of the arrogant answer she gave me.

Mother: Are you guys getting weird already?

Mia: No mom, I'm fine, just keep your baby in his place. I knew the reason she was so sour with me was because of my rudeness from earlier, and I was starting to understand what she meant about my list of what I think about her growing, because in addition to being unyielding and authoritative, she was also vindictive.