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protective affection for Todd, who turned out to be a sweetheart. Nick acted the part of a big brother by being protective of me. I, in return, made sure they were always comfortable and did other things I imagined sisters had to do. I had bonded with Alyssa over coffee and spas while on the cruise. The spa sessions had come as a wedding present for the bride and her bridesmaids from the cruise captain, and we made the best of it. Alyssa and I had spent many evenings, when she wasn’t with Dad, at the spa relaxing and talking.
    Our living arrangement changed once we got home. Alyssa, Nick, and Todd moved in the first week we returned. I knew it was the plan, but I was still excited to have the boys under our roof. Since our house had four bedrooms, it worked out that everyone had their own bedroom. Todd, Nick, and I did have to share a common bathroom that was just down the hall, however, which I didn’t really like.
    For the first time ever, I opted to spend my summer in DC rather than LA, my usual summer retreat. I’d miss all the beaches and shops that Mom usually took me to, but that was nothing compared to an opportunity to spend three glorious months with Nick before we went back for the fall semester.
    On the first day we found ourselves alone in the house – Todd had gone to summer school, Dad and Alyssa had gone to work. I woke up excited and eager to hang out with Nick and possibly get naughty. He was nowhere to be found on the first floor of the house. Then I noticed that the basement lights were on. I tiptoed down, careful not to make the wood creak underneath my feet, curious to see who was downstairs. I imagined it was Nick but since it could also be an intruder, I held the phone with my finger ready to press the emergency button. What I found surprised and delighted me.
    Nick was naked on the washer.
    “What the fuck...” I started to say.
    He froze. He had his cock in his hand and was wearing my cotton panty around his face, like a mask, the dirty gusset directly over his nose. He jumped off the washer, his cock still in hand.
    “I was missing you...”
    I didn’t know whether to squeal or laugh at the sight of him, naked with an erect cock in his hand and my panties on his face.
    “You’ve been bad and you’re a freak,” I teased.
    “Are you going to punish me?”
    “How do you mean?” I asked, then realized what he was implying. “Oh yes, I am going to punish you severely.”
    He stood there, still holding his cock, aroused and waiting for me to dole some kind of punishment out to him. My panties hung around his neck. I was excited.
    I wasn’t experienced in dominance or submission, but I sure wanted to be in control of things sometimes. I also had been dreaming lately about role play, so this was a perfect opportunity for me to act out a few fantasies.
    “Sit on the stairs.” I commanded, pushing him towards the staircase a few feet away.
    He sat there with a grin on his face.
    “Wipe off that grin.”
    He did his best to appear sober.
    I lifted my foot to his chest and stepped on him until his back was uncomfortably resting against the staircase. With my hand on the basement wall for support, I moved my foot to his stomach and nudged his hand off his dick. My toe flicked the soft head of his shaft. His reaction was instantaneous, like I had just touched an exposed nerve.
    “Do you want me?” I asked. I could feel the pulse of blood in his groin, turning me on.
    “Yes, Jena. You know I want you so much.”
    He clasped the edge of the stair, his breathing shallow and rapid. I bent and took his cock in my hand, rubbing him up and down. I took my time, and I noticed he was getting close to climax, but my hands were getting tired.
    “No! Jena, why’d you stop?!”
    “My hands got tired,” I laughed. “And I don’t know if I’m doing this Dom thing right.”
    “I’m having fun. Who cares if you’re doing it right as long as you’re having fun?” Nick asked, grabbing me by the