Hurt ankle, old apartment, hot sister..

When I had an apartment up flight of stairs, I slipped one cold morning and sprained my ankle and foot. Was able to hobble around, but it wasn’t easy, so, my hot older sister offered to spend a weekend, cleaning, cooking, and keeping me company. When she arrived in jeans shorts and a cropped sweatshirt, even though it was Winter, I knew it would be a fun weekend. She struck a hands on hips pose, said she knew I liked her like this, and would clean the apartment in that, or less. We hugged, lip kissed, and she got to work, bending, stretching, and besides cleaning, putting on a great, sexy show. She even teasingly flipped up her shirt a few times.

Every little bit, she’d stop, kiss me, then continue. She noticed snow falling, said didn’t want to see it, so, closed the blinds and drapes, making it our private world. We had a quick dinner when she finished, I had my leg up on a footrest, and she laid across me, asking what did I want to do the rest of the night. She knew, for sure. I sat up, told her I wanted her and only her, and I could hobble to the bedroom and give her what I wanted. We spent the next two days, other than her making me a huge meatloaf, having sex, enjoying each other, and making me forget about my ankle and foot. When I moved out, I noticed a straight line or mark on the wall behind the headboard, and thought, what’s that? Then remembered. It was from those 3 days of us having intense, very physical sex and slamming the headboard wood against the wall. As a private joke, I wrote her initials on the line before I left, so whoever was next would wonder what it was. I called it my sister sex line.