[This story features incest, and includes scenes involving defecation and urination, as well as significant disciplining. If you prefer not to deal with that, read no further. All characters are over 18.]

When my sister Karen came to live with me after she graduated from college, I figured it would be nice to have her around the house. I'm a writer with plenty of work, almost all of which I do in my office within my apartment. Karen had been a math major; that enabled her to get a job with a well-regarded systems developer. She had asked if she could stay with me as I have a large place and she wanted to save some money until she saw how her job turned out.

She's four years younger than I am but looks older than her age. There's some family resemblance but she's red-haired, nicely proportioned, and stands about 5-6. I guessed that she had about a 36B chest, which turned out to be right when I had a chance to check one of her bras she left in the bathroom.

I was between girlfriends and did date once in a while. Karen never had problems having male admirers in college, probably because of her bubbly personality and overall attractiveness. She appeared to manage them all successfully and was not attached to any of them now.

I made dinner for us the day she arrived. It was something relatively simple, some pasta with caramelized onions and a salad. I took out a nice Tavel for a light wine. She seemed to like it and complimented me, noting that she never remembered me cooking anything while we were growing up. SOME VIDEO ABOUT THIS STORY