Oliver left Laurel in bed still recovering from her sexual awakening, after all, he was the Green Arrow, he had bounced back from death, what's a little sex gonna do? On top of that, he had things to do and it was now almost lunchtime. "Eliza, let Laurel know she can take one of my cars home when she's ready. Give her the number 4, that's her favourite. Oh, and can you prepare the number 1 for me. Put it in manual drive, I feel like some fun." He said as he picked out what he was going to wear for the day. "As you wish Master Queen" The computer responded, "Also mister Diggle is on the line for you". Oliver picked up the phone "John, how's it going?" he said still climbing into his casual clothes.

"Good Oliver, just calling to say I've got everything done for this evening. It should go well," replied John.

"That's great, I'll see you there," said Oliver.

"There was one thing" John paused "It's Thea man, I don't think she's gonna come and you know how that's will look. You think you could go over and persuade her"

Oliver was puzzled "What? The whole mixer's in her name and is being put on by her company." He said, "I'll see what I can do."

"Ok thanks man, see you tonight" John ended the call.

Oliver was ready now. He stepped out the door and walked over to his freshly prepared custom build "Number 1". It was the car equivalent of his house and he loved it just as much as the other 9 versions. Oliver had had a lot of time to himself in the past 6 months and hadn't wasted a second he'd designed three houses converted another, ten cars, two jets and a yacht. He'd had so much free time he'd been able to stay in better shape than when he'd spent his nights as the Green Arrow. However, Laurel had just reminded him that city girls are much more fun. As Oli climbed into his car he noticed Max sitting attentively in the passenger seat. "Ready bud?" The dog didn't respond "I'll take that as a yes" said Ollie as the car pulled out the driveway. On his way to Queen mansion, Oliver got another call, this time from Felicity Smoak. He ignored the call knowing that it was almost certainly a call that would go better in person. Besides, he had to go see her before the mixer anyway.

Oliver pulled up in the drive of Queen Mansion about five minutes later having had excellent fun on the back-country roads that linked Oliver's new estate with the old Queen estate. The car rolled up to the door silently, Number 1 was in electric mode after all. Oliver, needless to say, was in a good mood after the morning's events. Soon after ringing the doorbell the door swung open and from behind it emerged Thea Queen, his sister. She was as beautiful as she had always been and was dressed in a loose hanging cropped t-shirt and some skimpy sweat shorts that left very little to the imagination. No bra of course. The shorts sat low so Ollie could see the tops of her lace panties. "Ollie!" She shouted as she ran out the door and jumped into his arms wrapping herself around his muscular body. "I haven't seen you in so long," she said.

She felt stronger than Ollie remembered and yet just as delicate.

"What brings you by?" she asked still pressing herself into him.

"Well," he said, "Diggle tells me you're not coming to the mixer this evening."

"The mixer?" she questioned, "Why would the CEO of Queen consolidated go to that?"

"Because it's to thank all the people who helped let Queen consolidated have it's best financial year in history. You're one of those people Thea. Besides, I'm going and I don't want to have to suffer through it without you." He smirked.

She smiled up at him pulling him into her more. "You always could smooth talk me couldn't you Ollie. At least come in for a little while will you." She asked knowing he couldn't say no.

"Sure." He said softly.

Thea let go of him and took hold of his hand leading him through the front hall into the kitchen keeping eye contact as they walked. "How are you finding the adjustments I made to the house?" Asked Ollie.

"See for yourself," said Thea. "Roy, can I get two Ollie specials please?"

A similar warm but tinny voice responded. "They're waiting for you in the kitchen Miss Queen."

"You called it Roy?" Oliver sniggered.

"I was feeling lonely at the time. You're not around to keep me company anymore" she said smiling back at him.

Sure enough, when they reached the kitchen there were two black Americanos sitting on the worktop. "The house feels a lot smaller," said Oliver as he took a sip of his coffee. He would have preferred to pour it himself but he liked to keep that luxury to himself. "Maybe you're just a lot," she smiled at him, "bigger."

Thea hopped up onto the table in the kitchen and laid back with a sigh her shirt running even further up her chest. "It's so nice to see you Oli. I get all too lonely in this house now."

"You should get a dog," he said remembering what a help Max had been when settling back into a life on his own.

"I'm not that kind of lonely," she smirked,

"What other kinds are there?" said Oliver knowing the answer.

"The important kind," she said smiling at him.

He thought for a moment, "Surely the CEO of Queen consolidated must have men throwing themselves at her," he said.

"Not the type of men I'm interested in" she chuckled. Thea laid back further pressing her boobs into her already tight shirt and spreading her legs slightly to show off her white lace panties to her brother who was now leaning against the wall facing her.

What type of men interest you", he said into his coffee mug.

"You know," she said as she got up and began to saunter over to him making full use of her beautiful long legs. "Handsome, Intelligent, decisive" she undressed him with her eyes "Well equipped" she finished finally locking eyes with him.

"That's a big ask" replied Oliver.

"Well, I actually already have one in mind," she said smiling at him running her hand delicately underneath his shirt over his abs.

Oliver's hand glided gently down the curve of her back finally finishing on her bum which he promptly pulled up and in causing her to smile and her to press her face into his neck. She ran her tongue up and down his neck gently kissing it. They were both beginning to sweat. His hand slipped down the back of her shorts as they pulled each other closer together. Finally, her hand began to slowly glide down his abs and landed on his crotch.

"Miss Queen." Said the warm tinny voice again. "John Diggle's on the phone again"

Thea sighed as she broke their embrace. "Tell him I'll go," she said bending over the table to pick up her phone her phone.

"Ok, Miss Queen, should I pick out a dress for you?" asked the computer.

"No, I'll take the backless green one," she said knowing it was Oliver's favourite, "That will be all Roy".

Thea looked back to see Oliver grabbing his coat. "Hey, where are you going?" she asked.

Oliver turned back "I have a few other things to do before tonight," he said as he rounded the corner.

Thea grabbed his hand, "Can't you stick around a little longer? We could watch a movie like we used to. Or do our other thing." she smirked.

Oliver smiled, "I could stay for a movie or something, it's not like I have to be there on time."

The siblings sat down in their gigantic living room for a viewing of the Lion King, their favourite movie from their youth, but chatted over it mostly. Thea rested her head on Oliver's chest and allowed his hand to glide wherever it pleased. Her hands, on the other hand, remained firmly planted on his inner thigh, gently massaging it. About an hour in, Thea hopped up from the sofa perkily. "I'm gonna grab us a snack" she smiled skipping out the room, making sure that Oliver was getting a perfect view.

Oliver sat for a couple of minutes feeling quite nostalgic about his time with Thea and remembered how much he loved her company. But his thought was interrupted by a voice. "Oli,".

Oli looked over to the door to see Thea posed against the door frame. She was wearing her old school uniform. Her shirt was knotted at the front exposing her waist. Her skirt was rolled up to reveal the tops of her new stockings that ran down to her black heels. The whole outfit did very little to hide the lace lingerie she was wearing underneath. The sauntered over to the speechless Oliver. "I think I'm bored of the movie?" she smirked switching it off. "

What do you have in mind?" he said.

Thea stepped over him, "Like I said, a snack. I'm may be wearing lingerie, but there one thing I'm missing." She said as she guided Oliver's head underneath her skirt. Oliver's tongue began to explore her folds and the confident woman was at once weak. Oliver, now consumed by lust, pulled her down her onto the sofa and began to devour her pussy causing her to cry out in pleasure. Her hands pressed his head further and further into her as his hand worked its way underneath her top and began to massage her boob. "Yes, Ollie! Please!"

Oliver tongue playing with her clit as his other hand finally penetrated her massaging areas, not even she knew about. Her moans echoed throughout the whole house. "Oh Ollie, I'm cumming! Finish me, Ollie! Finish me!"

Thea screamed with pleasure one final time before collapsing into the sofa. She waited a moment to catch her breath and collect her thoughts. "Again?" she said.

Oliver smiled before looking down at his watch. "I got plenty of time."

The scantily clad woman straddled him pressing herself into every inch of him. She leaned in, running her arms around the back of his neck. She locked eyes with him. "Fuck me," she said before taking him in for a deep passionate kiss. Oliver's hands explored every inch of her body as hers undid his belt. She took off her skirt then her blazer as Oliver lost his shirt and pants before quickly resuming their passionate embrace. She moaned as her bare pussy ground against the hard lump hidden beneath his draws. Their tongues entwined as he unhooked her bra and pulled it out the way. He broke the kiss only to begin sucking her breasts causing her to moan once more. His tongue played with her nipples as his hand slid down and began massaging her clit. She leant back, "Oh my god Ollie! You're even better than you used to be!"

Spurred on by the compliments, in one smooth motion, Oliver flipped Thea onto all fours and began licking her from behind. "Give me all of you!" she moaned.

With that, Oliver got up on his knees, dropped his boxers and slid his throbbing member into Thea's wet pussy. He began to pulse, over and over, every passion-filled thrust bring Thea closer and closer to climax. They were consumed by lust. Thea's fingernails dug into the leather sofa as she approached sheer euphoria. Ollie flipped her around and took her in for another passionate kiss continuing to pound her into the sofa his crotch clapping into her thighs. He broke the kiss when she pushed him back and began to ride him returning to sucking on her breasts has started to bounce. His hand then assisted his dick as his fingers played with her clit. "Ollie, Ollie, make me cum, OLLIE!" she screamed as she finally came releasing her juices on to Oliver's cock.

She finally rolled off him, trying to catch her breath, "Ollie?" she said, "When the fuck did you learn to do that?"