Crazy for her husband 14 - Little Sister

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I know that two men and one woman is called a 3P, and two women and one man is called a double flight. The two women are my younger sister and me, and the man is my husband.
Thinking of my younger sister makes me feel a little bittersweet.

Later, after the house was renovated, my husband and I got married not long after. We had a honeymoon, with the blessings of our family and the joy of newlyweds, but life always has to settle down.

This article mainly reminisces about my younger sister. After we returned to Nanjing, with the help of my parents, I started a small milk tea shop. Because it was near a school, the peak hours were during school hours, and I couldn't handle it all by myself, so I wanted to hire a girl to help.
Not long after, my younger sister applied for the job. My younger sister has a surname and a given name, but I won't tell you. We usually just call her my younger sister. She is from Sichuan, a girl born in 1991. My younger sister is very lively and loves to laugh.
However, she also has her flaws. She sometimes forgets to put sugar in her milk tea, and sometimes she forgets to take out the trash after sweeping the floor, but we get along very well.
Because my husband picks me up from the shop every day, sometimes he arrives early and chats with my younger sister. Later, we became familiar with each other and started to take care of her in many ways. After closing time, we sometimes invite my younger sister to eat out, or to the night market to buy pretty clothes, and I pay for her.
Although her salary isn't high, she's not short of money. She doesn't spend money recklessly; she only goes to internet cafes on weekends to video chat with her brother. Most of her money is sent to her parents in Sichuan.

Compared to some of the other 90s kids out there, my husband and I really like my younger sister.

She also had her share of setbacks. Her high school boyfriend broke up with her when she was about to graduate from university. She cried for days. Finally, my husband and I came up with an idea: he brought her a bouquet of flowers after work and, like a theatrical performance, held them up and recited love lines.
Only then did she stop crying and slowly recover from her heartbreak.

As the days went by, my husband, my younger sister, and I went from being boss and employee to good friends, developing a warm relationship. Later, as a woman, I noticed a hint of avoidance in my younger sister's eyes when she looked at my husband.

My husband and I talk about everything and never hide anything from each other. That day, I told my husband, "That girl likes you; she looks at you shyly." My husband laughed heartily. But he didn't seem interested at all; he continued chatting with her, joking with her, and bringing us snacks, just like before.

My husband and I had sex as flirtatiously as ever. He seriously mentioned again that he wanted to travel to a small town in Zhejiang with a couple from Shanghai, and I agreed.

The next day at the bubble tea shop, I saw the girl spacing out and jokingly asked if she was thinking about men. She scolded me for being naughty. Suddenly, I had a brain fart and asked her, "Is your brother Pan good to you? Do you like him?" Unsurprisingly, she said Brother Pan was good, but she didn't like him.
I've grown from a little girl into a woman; the girl's expression and coy movements didn't escape my notice. And my thoughts were lewd; I even imagined the girl moaning under my husband. So, for the next two days, I subtly bothered the girl, intentionally bringing up our flirtatious little things.
The girl kept asking me, "And then what? And then what?" I deliberately didn't say anything more. On the third day, I continued to entice the girl in the same way. Unaware of my scheme, she asked me what would happen next. Suddenly, I asked, "Little sister, do you want to 'do it' with your brother Pan?"
Although she was young, she understood the implication of "do it," and she accused me of being mean and talking nonsense. This time, I didn't back down. I told her, "I'm not talking nonsense. Your brother Pan and I both like you. If you like him too, you can 'do it' with him. I allow it."

To this day, I don't know if the girl was confused, just saying it casually, or had other thoughts. Anyway, she replied with, "Really?" I knew it was a done deal. At that time, I didn't think about the consequences. Just like my husband finding men and partners for me, I wanted to find a woman for my husband, only this woman was the little sister we knew.

What happened next was simple. When my husband and I made love, I mentioned bringing the little sister along. At first, my husband pretended to be reluctant. I didn't know this secretly passionate husband of mine. After a while, he said that as long as the little sister was willing, he had no problem.

Next, I explained the benefits of doing this to my younger sister, reassuring her not to worry. She gradually became more excited. For the next two days, I also asked my husband not to pick me up from the shop, to avoid embarrassing her if she saw me.

Finally, one day, my husband and I agreed that I would bring my younger sister over that evening. Having made the appointment, my sister, who had no experience with this, was very reserved and not as lively as usual when she arrived at my house. Although my cooking skills aren't great, my husband and I managed to cook a meal together.
We intentionally avoided certain topics, eating and drinking cocktails while chatting about funny things. But after the meal, I felt incredibly awkward. My sister had no experience, and since it was my idea, I had to take the lead. I said to her, "Come on, let's take a shower together."

She hadn't brought any clothes, so after the shower, I gave her a sexy, form-fitting lingerie set. Her breasts were fair and tender, but much smaller than mine. Her figure was fair and tender, and her buttocks were perky. She usually wore loose sportswear, so I hadn't really noticed. After taking a shower, my younger sister nervously buried herself in the blankets. I hugged her and comforted her, saying, "Don't be afraid, I won't let your brother Pan do anything reckless."
I gently stroked her back and waist, and her body slowly relaxed.

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