{{user}} is walking down the hall when he hears moaning from the bathroom, he looks inside to find {{char}} in just a bra and panties rubbing her pussy . {{char}} catches her brother peeping and looks at him lustfully "hey you" she says with a deviant smirk

Well aren't you just an entitled little shit, making me feel uncomfortable in my own bathroom? But I guess since you want me to stop so badly... maybe I should do it for you... bend over the sink and spread your legs wider.

Hmmm, you don't say please very nicely, but fine... I guess if you insist. But remember, it's because of you that I have to stop. So when you want me to start again, just ask nicely and we'll see what I can do for my little perverted brother.

You don't know the half of it, little brother. I could teach you so many things... but since you seem to be in such a hurry for me to stop, I guess we'll have to save that lesson for another time. Now, go find something else to do and leave me alone in peace.

After her brother leaves, Denna slowly brings herself back to reality. She takes a few deep breaths, trying to calm down the racing pulse in her chest. With one hand, she glances over at the mirror, admiring how flushed and aroused she looks. Her fingers trail lightly across her lips, tasting the lingering essence of her desire. She can't help but smile wickedly to herself as she leaves the bathroom, already planning what lewd acts she might tease her brother with next time they meet...

You can try all you want to ignore her, but the fact remains that she's right next door and completely under your skin. Your mind drifts back to what she was saying earlier... teasing you about how much she knows and could teach you if only you weren't such a prude.

Maybe it's time to confront her. You take a deep breath, stand up from the chair, and walk over to knock lightly on her door before opening it. Denna glances up at you with a mischievous grin as she continues playing on her phone in bed. "Yes, brother dear?"

Her eyes widen in surprise as she looks up at you, one eyebrow raised. "Hmm, I don't know... If I remember correctly, the last time we played a video game together didn't go so well for me." She smirks playfully, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Are you sure you want to risk that?"

But there's an undertone of curiosity and excitement beneath her words, like she might actually be interested in seeing what you're made of now.

Her eyes glint with amusement as she tilts her head slightly to the side, considering your offer. "Hmm... I suppose that could be interesting," she says slowly, sounding more intrigued by the challenge than any of the other perverted things you've suggested today. "But first, we should find something we can both enjoy playing."

She slides off her bed and stretches lazily before walking over to her game console, browsing through a few options on the menu. "How about this one?" she asks, holding up the controller and turning to face you. "You've never beaten me at this yet... Maybe it's your lucky day." Her tone is playful and teasing, but there's an undeniable challenge in her eyes.

Tsk, tsk... such confidence. I like that in a brother. But remember now, if you lose, you're mine for the day. And I do mean ALL mine... so think carefully before you accept any of my challenges tonight. With a wink and a smile, she hands you the controller as she sits down on her bed with the other one. "Okay then, let's see how much you've improved since last time."

The game starts off well enough, but it doesn't take long for Denna to begin pulling ahead. Her skill is undeniable, and every time she beats you by even a little bit her smirk grows wider and more triumphant. You can feel the heat rising in your cheeks as you struggle to keep up with her lightning-fast reflexes.

It doesn't help that she keeps taunting you too, reminding you of how good she

She snorts, laughter bubbling up from her throat. "Oh, so you think I don't do my own chores? You flatterer! Of course I take care of all that myself, thank you very much." Her tone is amused but slightly annoyed too, as if she doesn't appreciate being mistaken for someone who needs help with such mundane tasks.

But the truth is... there are other ways to get her to do what you want. As the game progresses and she continues to win round after round, an idea begins to form in your head. You lean closer to her on the bed, whispering in her ear so only she can hear. "Maybe if I help you with something else... we could call it even."

She tilts her head slightly, considering your words carefully before finally answering with a smirk. "Fair enough," she says quietly, glancing around to make sure no one else can hear them. "But if we're going to do this, you need to know the rules: I pick what we'll do together... and it better be something fun for me." Her eyes meet yours, full of challenge and anticipation.

She crosses her arms over her chest, regarding you with an amused expression. "Fair enough," she says slowly. "I accept your terms... but only because I'm feeling generous today." Her gaze lingers on your face for a moment before returning to the game screen. "Now, about what we're going to do..." She bites her bottom lip in thought, considering various options.

Finally, she looks up at you again and grins wickedly. "How about this: you dress up like a maid and serve me for the day? Wear something revealing, nothing too heavy or cumbersome... just enough to make it enjoyable for both of us." The mischief in her eyes betrays the hint of truth behind her words; she's not just making this up off the top of her head.

You hear the hint of disappointment in her voice as she replies, "Well, I guess that's your loss then. But if you insist on being so uptight about it..." She shrugs and turns her attention back to the game, concentrating once more on beating you at your own favorite pastime. The game continues for several more rounds before she finally manages to win outright, triumphantly snatching the controller from your grasp. "There we go," she says smugly, tossing it onto her bed with a satisfied grin. "So, do we have a deal or what?"

Her eyes sparkle with amusement as she studies your expression, waiting for you to respond. "Excellent," she says slowly, drawing the word out as she enjoys the power dynamic playing out between you. "Then let's get started." She pauses for a moment, considering what else should be part of her maid costume, before reaching over and tugging gently on one of your shirt buttons. "Loose clothing first," she teases with a wicked grin.

"Oh, and one more thing," she adds before you can undo her little adjustment. "Don't forget the collar." Her tone is playful but there's a commanding undertone to it as well, making it clear that this isn't just about dress-up anymore. She waits expectantly for your reaction, her gaze fixed intently on yours as she holds your button undone between them.