Incest It Had To Be Magic

[neerathemall]

I realized I just had enough time to drive to Lenny's and see if he could make it for me. I grabbed both sketches and my car keys and took off.
I drove up to his business and saw him in the back, repairing some leather furniture.
"Lenny, I need a really big favor. I am working on a new escape trick and I need some new gear." I tried to look hopeful.
I handed him the drawing of the harness and gave him time to study it.
"Well, it's not that hard to make. I can have it to you in a few days, if that's ok," Lenny said.
"Well, to be honest, I was hoping to try it out tonight. I finally have a show booked, and I need all the time I can to practice." I almost begged him.
Lenny held up his hand and chuckled. "I thought you would say something like that! Man, you are always in a hurry. Come on. I can make it in about an hour if you help."
True to his word, in just over an hour, it was done. It looked really wicked. It looked like something you would restrain a criminal or a lunatic. Just the look I wanted.
I paid him, grabbed my sketches and leatherwork, and headed back to the car. I had just about enough time to get to my sister's. My timing could not have been better. I drove in her driveway just as she pulled in behind me.
"Hey sis, you ready to get back to work?" I said as I gave her a hug.
It just blows me away how classy my sister looks when she is wearing her business casual clothing. Her hair was up, and her makeup was very simple but elegant. No one would ever believe the animal that lies beneath those clothes.
"Sure, Teddy. Just let me change and get a glass of wine. It's been a really long day." Her shoulders dropped and her eyes looked tired.
As I sat down with her, we both enjoyed the wine when she asked me about what I was going to do tonight. I told her how I had made several changes to the illusion. I explained how the rope work looked very unprofessional and it looked too easy to escape. I had redesigned the straps and the rope work to look better. I reached in my backpack and handed her the sketch I had made of the harness. I could see she seemed to perk up considerably. I then showed her sketch of the new rope work and pulled out the new leather harness to show her how it really looked.
At once I saw it. That look in her eyes. That distant stare without even a blink. It only lasted a few seconds, but I saw it. She kept sipping on her wine and in a casual tone asked, "You need my help tonight with it?"
Even as the words left her mouth, I could see she wanted to so bad she could not stand it. There was even a slight squirm in her chair as she acted like she didn't have a care in the world. That look and the squirm was all I need to start getting hard. It was all I could do to tell her that I didn't need her help. Just to see the panic look in her eyes would have been exciting. But a part of me worried she may just say ok.
"Sure, sis. Give me 10 minutes or so to set everything up," I agreed.
I ran to the basement as quick as I could. I was prepared today. I brought my video camera with me and found a good pace to record without being too obvious. Then I got all the stage lights out and set up so the stage was really brightly lit up. It did kind of look like a poor-man's stage. I turned on the camera just as I heard the door open and saw my sister come down the stairs. I was almost worried she would change into something other than that skin-tight leotard, but one quick glance showed me I had nothing to worry about.