>>1585061She was, in a word, exhausted. But... it seemed her friend had 'bet' correctly. She had indeed beat the police to her home, if even that officer was on her trail. Her skin was damp with sweat, she was short of breath, and her breasts were heaving with each exhalation, but she was home.
Her feet ached with each step as she nervously approached the door, and finally slumped forward, having no means or strength to knock with her arms, so she lightly leaned into it with her forehead, slowly withdrawing as she sighed, trying to rest her sore legs. Someone had to be home... but she was too tired to run anymore. If the officer arrested her, so be it... she'd explain herself, or worse case scenario, her family would surely help.
And yet just when she'd given up hope, resigning herself to an ignoble arrest... the door gave a creaking sound. Her eyes lit up as she cast a look of immense relief to the opening door. Her mother or even her father would be stunned, maybe even angry... but they would naturally help her. What else was family good for?
With that thought, she felt a glimmer of a smile finally come back to her features... then, upon seeing the last person she ever imagined, the smile was gone in favor of a stunned expression of both utter disbelief and a reflection of the embarrassment she'd remember forever.
With a carefree smile, her older brother, who until then had been away at college what had felt like for good(if really only two years), was chuckling at the sight of his little sister. That was new. Sure he'd accidentally walked in on her once or twice, but seeing her without a thing on and her hands cuffed? Not to mention that, well, he just about saw all there was to see of her from that angle of his? Even he had to hold back a laugh at the sheer absurdity. "...you got some weird fetishes, sis. I heard that was some freaky dance and all, but... wow."
