@nxtuselxss​ | Cont from X.
It was just a simple request. Her job and her kickboxing training had kept her limber and flexible, but there was no comfortable way she was zipping her dress up on her own. When the younger girl finally answered, she gave her a small smile. “Thank you,” she spoke, turning around and giving her access to the zip, baring her spine and shoulder blades to her sister. Entirely unaware as to the effects she was having.Â
That was when suspicion stirred through Sae. Her sister’s touch was... off. INCONSISTENT. At one point pressuring then barely feather light. And her voice had been stoic. She hadn’t trained as a prosecution attorney for years and poured her heart and soul into her career because she couldn’t read people. Something was wrong. She just couldn’t ascertain what.
“Is something the matter, Makoto?” she asked, spinning on the spot, eyes studying the girl as the skirt parted and flared, flashing her thighs unthinkingly. Sae herself barely thought about sex. It was nothing but a distraction, tearing her eyes away from her career at best. And at worst it was a submission to the men that already held superiority over her in her field of work. Suffice to say, it was the furthest thing from her mind as she stood alone with her SISTER.Â
“I...” Brow knitted but she relented. “Yes, Electoral Candidate Masayoshi Shido has organized a ball. As chief investigator in the Phantom Thieves case he has requested my attendance. Are you sure you’re okay?” she returned with a question of her own, leaning forward, voluptuous breasts shifting in their confines as she pressed the back of her fingers to her sister’s forehead. “You’re hot...”
