LEGEND OF LEXI

CHAPTER 4

CONTINUE:

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I shook my head and made my way back to the kitchen. Mom already had two glasses of juice sitting on the counter, though she'd disappeared in the interim. I scooped up the glasses and escorted them back to my room. Apparently I was room service this morning whether I wanted to be or not.

Lexi took a long drink of her juice upon delivery, then paid me with yet another angelic smile. "Thanks."

I sat and watched her play for a bit while we both ate our muffins. It was easier not to stare at things I shouldn't when I had food to distract me, so that was nice. Once I'd finished eating, I ran into trouble again.

Another muffin would have been good. I probably should have grabbed two to start with anyway. But that would require some small amount of motivation, and I was already comfortable, and Lexi's cami had pulled up again...

There was a solid band of skin between the bottom of her shirt and the top of her panties. Wider even then when I'd tried to fix it before. Like she was doing it on purpose. I watched her carefully for a moment, but I still didn't think it actually was deliberate. Just careless. Totally unconcerned around me, for some reason.

Well, not for some reason. Because I was her brother, and she assumed she could trust me not to perv on her. I felt horrible that she wasn't correct in that assumption. And yet, somehow, not horrible enough to look away.

Since I'd already gone for it before, and it hadn't worked out too badly, I was quicker this time to scoot close to Lexi and put my hand on the small of her back.

"You want another muffin or anything?" I asked, just to pretend to myself like I would take an excuse not to feel up my little sister.

"No," said Lexi in an absent tone. "I'm good."

She was good. I had my hand on her back, not quite on her butt, and she could have sent me away if she wanted. But she was good. Interesting.

I rubbed a small circle over her lower back, partly directly on her skin, partly through the thin material of her camisole. Still no reaction. I carried on with another circle, then just kept going. Maybe I could spin it as just giving her a back rub if confronted, which in a sense was exactly what I was doing, so I had the technical truth on my side. But that was only if I was confronted, and thus far she didn't seem to have any interest in such a thing.

My low-key, impromptu back rub continued, gradually expanding its radius of influence. I made sure not to actively grab her butt at any point, though my pinkie strayed across the line of her panties more than once.

It was both fascinating and confusing that Lexi was just letting me do it. It was possible, I supposed, that it might just feel nice. Strictly speaking, back rubs didn't have to be weird or sexual. Maybe she was genuinely enjoying it and didn't realize I might have less wholesome motives.

I truly didn't know how far I was prepared to push it, and luckily I didn't have to find out. Our dad called for me, interrupting my pervy, daydreamy back rubbing.

"Aiden! Are you in your room?"

I jerked my hand away from Lexi, then tried to play it off like I hadn't been caught in the cookie jar, so to speak.

"Yeah, Dad," I called back. "What's up?"

"Can you come help me with something?"

"Ok. Give me a minute, I'll be right out."

My heart pounded a little too fast in my chest. It wasn't like I'd been caught or anything. Dad hadn't even come to my room. But I'd been doing something I shouldn't, and it could easily have gone worse.

To be continue..