"I'm back." I said tiredly, kicking off my shoes and stepping into the main hall. The house felt unusually quiet. It was already getting dark outside, and I realized I had come home much later than usual.
I looked around the living room, expecting to see Lily sprawled across the couch watching her favorite silly shows like always. But the couch was empty. Mom wasn't there either.
I walked over to the couch with a heavy sigh and sat down, picking up the TV remote. Today had been too long and exhausting.
"Big bro…?" A sweet voice came from behind me.
I turned around to see Lily standing there. My adorable little sister looked a bit annoyed.
"Where were you?" she asked, her voice sharp and tight with irritation. Her cheeks were puffed out and her lips pursed in a cute pout.
But what caught my attention were the small white spots on her cheeks. Moreover, she wasn't wearing her usual oversized t-shirt. Instead, she had one of Mom's aprons on, which looked way too big on her petite, short figure. The apron hung loosely over her body, the straps slipping off her shoulders slightly, making her look both cute and unintentionally alluring.
From the apron she was wearing and the wooden spoon in her hand, I could tell she had been in the kitchen cooking something secretly.
"Big bro… tell me…" Lily spoke again, trying her best to sound strict and angry. Her cheeks puffed out even more as she stared at me.
"Pfft…" I couldn't hold back a small laugh. Seeing her try to act like Mom with that cute, angelic face of hers was too much. No matter how hard she tried, she just looked adorable instead of serious.
"Why are you laughing?" she asked, her voice rising with annoyance. She walked closer to me, the oversized apron slipping slightly off one shoulder due to its big size. The only thing keeping it somewhat in place were her surprisingly big tits, which pushed the fabric forward.
"That's… I… I was just with a friend, nothing else." I faltered, trying to keep my voice steady.
"But why are you wearing Mom's apron?" I asked, looking at her curiously.
I knew how clumsy Lily could be. Mom never allowed her to cook in the kitchen because she was always worried she might burn herself or cut her fingers. She treated Lily like her precious little doll.
"This…" Lily looked down at the oversized apron hanging on her petite body, then back up at me. She went completely silent, like she had been caught doing something she shouldn't.
"Tell me..." I said gently, giving her a soft smile.
"I won't tell Mom. I promise." As soon as the words left my mouth, a big, bright smile bloomed on her face. She hopped onto my lap without hesitation, facing me. Her knees bent on either side of my thighs as she straddled me on the couch, her small body pressing warmly against mine.
"You won't tell Mom, right?" she whispered excitedly, her voice full of secrets.
"The thing is…" She paused for a second, putting a finger on her chin like she was thinking very hard.
"…it's a surprise." she finally said, her eyes sparkling with mischief. I frowned a little, trying to guess what she was up to.
"Are you making cookies again?" I asked. Last time she tried to bake cookies, she had burned them all black. So I figured she must be trying again to surprise everyone.
"Gah!—How did you know?" Lily sucked in a surprised breath, her eyes going wide and cute.
"I'm your big bro, I know everything about you." I said with a smug grin, puffing my chest out proudly.
"No, it's not fair!" she whined, her lips forming a big pout again.
"It was supposed to be a surprise!" She started giving my chest a flurry of tiny, playful punches, her small fists bouncing lightly off me.
"Hoh… oh… ouch… okay, okay! Don't hit me." I laughed, pretending to be hurt as I raised my hands in surrender.
"Sorry… I'll pretend I don't know anything. Promise." Lily stopped punching and settled back down on my lap with a satisfied huff.
Her soft, round ass cheeks pressed warmly against my thighs, shifting slightly as she got comfortable. The thin fabric of her apron and skirt did little to hide the plush feeling of her ass resting on me. I could feel the heat of her body through the material, her weight pressing down gently on my lap.
To be continued...
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