It had all paid off. The seemingly endless hours of swimming laps and months of eating like a rabbit. As much as Megan hated running two miles every morning before week and every evening it was worth looking like she did at eighteen again. The sweat and tears were worth the narrow waist and slim stomach she had. She'd worked hard all spring and now if she flexed you could see the faintest outline of her abs. The last few pounds hadn't quite fallen off her ass but most guys seemed to like her with a little jiggle so she didn't mind that. The only part that was at all upsetting was that she'd lost a cup size but she was still sporting an impressive rack for her rather petite figure.
"Does it look good?" Megan spun around slowly. She'd worked to fit into the red metallic bikini. The thong had vanished between the pert half moons of her rump and the tiny triangle front covered just enough to be legal. The top was more displaying her breasts than concealing them.
"It's incredible." Amy answered with more than a hint of jealousy. She'd never had the body to wear something quite that revealing but Meagan really was stunning. "I'm gonna go change. I'll pick you up in an hour?"
"Uh huh." She murmured. She was barely aware of what her friend. She was more interested in staring at her own reflection. Megan's entire life she'd never been that girl. The one that everybody wanted and today when she looked in the mirror she was. She knew that for once in her life she was that girl. "God look at me." Megan twisted so she could catch the reflection of her ass in the mirror then bounced it just a bit.
A wistful smile crossed Amy's face as she walked out of the room. "One hour. Be ready. You know, with the food and the food and drinks?" The same half answer came out of Megan.
It was almost fifteen minutes before she came bounding down the stairs in a pair of platform sandals. They weren't exactly practical but they made her already lithe legs look even longer than they were. Her parents were both out of town on vacation but her brother was sitting on the couch when she strode by. "Wow." Brandon murmured turning slightly from his game of Modern Warfare.
Just that single word sent a chill along the length of her spine that froze her place. "You like what you see?" Megan purred as pushed her hips and thrust out her chest. "Are you checking out your sister?"
"I'm not even going to answer that." The words didn't quite match his actions though. Brandon normally was the kind of person to look at you when he was talking but his attention was fixed on the game struggling not to look. "Just have a good day at the beach."
"No really I want to know." Megan felt the same chill shoot up her spine as she stepped between him and the screen. "Do you like my bikini?" Never in her life had she thought about her brother as anything other than a brother but feeling his eyes on her was electric. It was more than just the taboo of him being her big brother. It was knowing that someone who'd seen her for years and never had a single thought of her was lusting after her.
"No." Megan grinned slightly at her brother's denial. She could hear the arousal in his voice. Just for fun she bent at the waste and tossed her hair dramatically over her shoulder. "You don't like my new bikini?" Her grin grew to Cheshire like proportions as she spread her legs just slightly."
