Neil rang the doorbell and waited apprehensively. Although he had kept in touch with his brother Dave by phone and e-mail, he had not seen him or his sister-in-law Polly since they moved to Australia two years ago. They had obviously done well. From the outside, the house looked impressive; certainly large, Neil guessed five bedrooms at least, with well manicured front lawns and well kept flower beds. As the door opened, Neil did a double take. He remembered Polly being attractive but the woman before him was now stunning. In a matter of seconds Neil took in her long blonde hair falling in curls over her shoulders. Her figure had rounded out a little from what Neil could remember of their last meeting; long shapely legs encased in shorts and a small halter top that barely concealed her full breasts. Neil dragged his eyes away from her body, as somewhere in the back of his mind he registered her speaking.
"Hello, Neil" said the vision, "welcome to Australia!"
Quickly Neil pulled himself together and returned her warm smile.
"Thanks Polly, it's great to be here at last. Sorry...it's just that you've changed a little from last time I saw you!"
Polly laughed out loud and the two exchanged a few more pleasantries as she ushered him into the house. The inside of the house was more impressive than the outside. As Neil followed his sister-in-law to the lounge he passed several large high-ceilinged rooms all expensively and tastefully decorated. On Polly's invitation, Neil settled himself down on a large sofa and accepted the proffered beer.
"We all have so much to catch up on," gushed Polly as she sat next to Neil. "But there is one small problem."
As Neil looked at her inquiringly, she continued.
"Bloody Dave's had to go overseas on business. I know it's a real pain, what with you arriving and all, but he said it was unavoidable. He left a few days ago and will be back on Saturday. I'm really sorry Neil, I know how much you must have been looking forward to seeing your brother again."
"That's OK," said Neil "I can just hang out with you until he gets back, if that's all right? But I guess you must miss him?
"I'd love you to stay with me, Neil. Yes, I do miss him but we talk on the phone and chat on the Internet almost every night. God knows what our phone bill will be like this month!"
The two friends laughed, and Polly continued to chatter on, asking about friends and family back home, the local gossip and how Neil's travels had been going so far. As soon as Neil had answered one question she immediately asked another. Their conversation continued through a good meal and on late into the evening. Neil was happy to talk. Polly had always been a friendly girl and their conversation flowed with an ease that seemed untroubled by the two year gap. As the time drew on to midnight Neil could not stifle a small yawn.
"Oh god Neil, you've let me chatter on and on for hours" said Polly "you must be so tired after your trip here."
"Well, yes...actually I am a little tired now" replied Neil
"Why don't you grab a quick shower and turn in? Your room's all made up for you. I'll just clear up down here."
"Thanks Polly, I think I will. It's been a long day, you know?"
After a refreshing shower, Neil climbed contentedly beneath the covers and almost immediately fell into a deep sleep. He awoke some time later, his bladder telling him that he needed to visit the bathroom. He glanced blearily at the bedside clock; 2.45am. Grabbing his robe, he padded softly towards the bathroom. Not bothering to turn on a light, he noticed on his return a faint glow coming from his sister-in-law's bedroom. Thinking that she had fallen asleep without turning off the TV, Neil glanced inside the room. The glow was not coming from a TV but from an expensive looking desk top computer. Neil was no expert but knew that the set up was top of the range with a laser printer and digital camera. Polly was sitting in front of the screen typing with quick efficient taps.
"Sorry Pol," said Neil quietly. "I though you left the TV on."
Polly, not having seen Neil at the door, almost jumped out of her skin.
"Shit! Sorry Pol. I didn't mean to scare you.
"Oh...that's OK Neil," she replied breathlessly "I just didn't hear you come in. I'm just talking to Dave on the net."
It was difficult to tell from just the light of the monitor, but Neil was sure that Polly looked a little flushed, sounded a little too much out of breath.
"Sorry Pol, I guess it's private huh?" he said with a sly smile.
"Well...yes...a bit, I suppose," she replied now looking very sheepish indeed. "But you can watch if you want, after all you are brothers!"
Neil looked at the monitor over Polly's shoulder as she turned back to the keyboard. Their conversation had indeed been personal and quite steamy. Neil scanned the chat history quickly. It was obvious that Dave had been asking his wife to touch herself and to tell him how she felt. Neil guessed that this was the reason for Polly's flushed appearance and that Dave was probably doing the same in his hotel room the other end.
"Well, well. You two seem to be having a lot of fun here!" laughed Neil, "I guess I'd better leave you to it"
"Wait, Neil," said Polly quickly. "Dave wants me to send him a picture of myself, I suppose, so he doesn't forget what I look like!"
"Sounds like a good idea," replied Neil
"Yeah, but I can't seem to get the remote timer thing to work on the camera. I don't suppose.....no...no you probably wouldn't be interested,"
"What?"
"Well, I've been trying for the last 10 minutes to get it to work without any success, and Dave said to ask you to take one in the morning. But as your here now........."
"Oh ... well.. Umm.. I suppose I could... but what sort of picture?"
"Well.....umm....he wants a ..you know...nude shot!"
Neil was surprised to say the least. Although Dave was three years his senior they had double dated several times when they were in their teens, and often those dates would end with them both making love to the girls in the same car at the same time. But this seemed a little different.
"Are you sure that it's ok with Dave, and you for that matter?" asked Neil
In reply Polly turned back to the keyboard and began typing. *Dave, Neil is here now* after several seconds a line of type appeared on the screen in response. *Did you ask him*. Polly typed again *Yes I asked him* *Will he take the picture?*