Good Morning everyone!
It was an interesting New Years Eve/Day. We went over to sissy's house to ring in the new year. All the family was there and a few friends. Everyone was drinking and like I expected Sissy started flirting and acting crazy. We were dressed this time and she took the opportunity to wear literally a very cute black XL blouse as a dress. (she would normally wear medium) For those of you familiar with women's clothing, if a woman wears a blouse two sizes 2 big as a dress there are 2 things that happen. It reveals much more of your cleavage and it is barely long enough to cover your ass. Which resulted in me being flashed occasionally throughout the night. I have to say that I appreciated her black lacy boy shorts and the lack of thought to wear a bra.
After a few hours of drinking and games (Pictionary and Cranium) we all went outside around 9:30 to hang out, watch the fireworks that the neighbors were firing off and await midnight. We had a nice fire going in the fire pit and were all sitting around in patio furniture covered in throws and blankets. It was then that she made her move. Wifey and I were sitting on an oversized papasan chair with a large blanket and she came over and asked if she could sit with us. Wifey of course said yes... there's plenty of room. So sissy climbed in on the other side of me and cuddled up on my left arm. I made a point of not putting my arm around her but that was actually a mistake.
WHY? You ask??? because she took my hand and put it directly on her lace covered kitty. (so this is the point where the little demon on my shoulder starts telling me how I could get away with this and that nobody would know and I would never get caught) So it was decision time... I gave her kitty a nice squeeze, firm like I meant business... and I said (out loud and clearly) "careful where you rub that, You're my sister remember" adjusted how I was laying and laughed. It worked out perfectly, she blushed, wifey asked what happened and I then said "oh nothing her short ass dress rode up and she brushed against my arm". Wifey laughed about it thinking it was an accidental slip and sissy was more well behaved the rest of the night. (except for the squeeze when everyone was giving out New Years hugs and kisses at midnight)
We ended up spending the night at her house and she and I talked after everyone else fell asleep. I told her that she needs to lay off. That I am flattered and that if I was not married to her sister that I would make her walk funny for a week. I then explained that I would never want to break up a family and that nothing good could ever come of us getting involved. She agreed to lay off but said that she cannot be held responsible for the occasional wardrobe malfunction.
So it seems that the crisis has been averted. Looking forward to more crazy in 2016.