The Danielle Discovery - Sex Stories

The Danielle Discovery

... ear-buds hung over her shoulders.

After saying a brief 'hey', Danielle walked past Kara without introducing me and proceeded down the impressive hallway. I followed her in and was about to introduce myself when Kara poked me in the chest.

"You must be the guy who's diddling my sister!" she said in an angry tone. I couldn't determine if she was being serious or joking. Regardless, I now had the answer to the question of how much Kara knew about me.

"Uh..." I stammered

"I'm just kidding! Come on in." she said, closing the door behind me. "Kitchen is just down the hall."

The hallway was huge, spanning three floors, with a grand staircase spiralling upwards. I followed Danielle past the foot of the stairs and into an open plan kitchen that was probably the size of an entire floor of my house. Danielle had sat on a stool at the island in the middle and I walked over to stand at the adjacent side. Kara deposited her towel and mini-disc player on the island and walked over to the huge American style fridge, retrieving a glass bottle.

"Barcardi Danz?" she asked offering the bottle to Danielle, who nodded. Kara popped the bottle top off with an opener built into the fridge door and slid it across the marble topped island towards Danielle like a bar tender in a film. Then she pulled out another bottle and offered it in my direction.

"Uh, no thanks" I said. I didn't drink, largely because I didn't really like the taste of alcohol.

"Coca-cola?" she asked, while ...

... looking at Danielle and smirking. Danielle turned to stare intently at the bottle in front of her, clearly trying to suppress a snigger.

"Sure, thanks" I replied suspiciously, watching Danielle who didn't look up.

Kara popped the lid on the coke bottle and slid it over to me. Then she retrieved a tall plastic bottle from the fridge containing some sort of green coloured sludge and proceeded to gulp it down before rinsing it in the sink and retrieving another Bacardi Breezer from the fridge for herself.

"I totally stink" Kara announced "I need a shower. Come on upstairs, you can bring your drinks."

Kara headed out the kitchen and led us both up the stairs to the top floor of the house where her bedroom was. Her room was palatial. In the centre was a king sized bed, to the right of which was a walk in wardrobe and to the left, through another door, an ensuite bathroom. There was a desk on the left that caught my eye for two reasons, firstly Kara had on the desk a PowerBook G4 Titanium - a two grand laptop that was already an object of much lust on my part - secondly, she had also left her bra and panties draped over the back of desk chair.

Danielle went over to lie on the bed and picked up a glossy magazine from the bedside cabinet that she began thumbing through. I had no idea if Kara even realised what she had left out on display, but I decided against drawing attention to it and looked for somewhere else to sit. There was a beanbag next to the door so I plonked ...