Family Secrets Part One: Playing With Big Brother
Jacqueline was sitting in the middle of her pink- carpeted floor, reading the assigned chapters of her textbook, when her brother came in. Affectionately called Jackie by her family and friends, she was a smart and cute girl with long, rich, curly brown hair, and fathomless chocolate- brown eyes. She had just celebrated her eighteenth birthday a few weeks before, and looked very much like a full-grown, mature woman. She had always been very uncomfortable around other girls her age, because she had developed much earlier than everyone else had. She was in the twelfth grade at a small Catholic school, and in a full DD cup, with a sweet, tight, round little ass. The boys at her school would tease her and try to grab her when she walked through the halls. She would become angry and embarrassed, because even in this day and age, Jackie was still very innocent.
Daniel, Jackie's older brother, who was a 24-year-old senior in college, walked into his sister's room to see what she was doing. He had just gotten home from football practice, and found a note on the dining room table from his mom and dad.
"Hey Squirt, I guess it's just you and me tonight. Mom and dad took Missy (their other sister) with them to see the show in New York. They won't be back 'till 2 in the afternoon tomorrow. They left money for pizza, or whatever. I'm going to take a shower, and then I'm going downstairs for a little while. Call me if you need me."
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It was a little after nine, and Danny was sitting in the living room, watching wrestling and drinking a beer. He heard Jackie upstairs, taking her nightly bath for about 30 minutes, then the water draining and her going into her room. He decided to go check on her, since he had pretty much left her alone all afternoon—except when they had eaten their dinner together. Danny was what any woman—and many men—would call "gorgeous." He had thick, dark brown hair, with an unruly lock that constantly lay on his broad forehead. His eyes we're a deep green, and contrasted wonderfully with his golden tan. His body was magnificent from his many intense workouts. He sported rippling biceps, a washboard stomach, and great legs with lean muscles. He was masculine perfection, and uncannily resembled his father, who also turned many feminine heads. He wasn't captain of the football team, but undoubtedly the best player, and a hell of a good running back.
Danny made his way up to Jackie's room, and stopped in her doorway to see her put her brush down on her vanity, grab a book from one of the shelves in the bookcase, and bounce over to her bed. He was shocked to realize how she had developed in the past year. She was just a younger version of the many women he had introduced to the back seat of his 1987 Chevy Blazer. He had to check himself—he was staring at his little sister's ass! She hadn't seen him standing there yet, so he had time to compose himself. She situated herself on her bed, sitting cross- legged with the book on her lap, then looked up to see Danny standing in her doorway.
"Hi, Danny! Why didn't you say something? Do you need something? Come over here so we can talk." Jackie had always idolized her big brother. He was six years her senior (he had put off college for a few years to join the work force), but when she was younger, he had always made time to play with his baby sister. They didn't spend as much time together now, but she didn't blame him. He was a grown up now, and had other things to do. She really hoped that he would sit down and talk with her though, because she missed hanging out with her big brother. She was really happy when Danny murmured an "okay," and came to sit on the edge of her bed.
Danny was surprised at himself for agreeing to sit with Jackie. Still a little shaken from noticing his baby sister's tight little body, he resolved to himself that he would just talk for a few minutes, and high- tail it outta there. He asked Jackie how school was going, and what she'd been up to as he stretched out on the bed. He didn't even know what her reply was, 'cause he spent the whole time trying not to imagine what Jackie's full, round breasts looked like under her thin Garfield nightshirt. He tried to concentrate on the conversation, but didn't succeed, and felt himself begin to get an erection. By then, she had finished her little speech, and he guessed he had made the right replies, because she wasn't looking at him as if anything was wrong. Danny was afraid to get up, because he didn't want Jackie to see the huge tent in his shorts. He started to slide slowly off the bed, when Jackie reached over her body to flip the light switch on the wall near the bed, and caused her shirt to tauten over her breasts. It was too much, and Danny moaned, feeling the pre-cum leaking out of his throbbing head. Startled, Jackie looked at him and asked what was wrong. He said, nothing, and stood up fully. Jackie just happened to look down, and saw the major erection battering against Danny's cotton shorts.
