Daniel stepped out of the shower, still wet, and looked around for a towel. None. He was behind on with the laundry again, but being a student and living alone, he didn't really mind. As an alternative, he picked up a shirt from the floor, and dried himself with that. As he was looking around for clean-looking clothes, the bell rang.
"Shit!" he cried out, suddenly remembering his sister had announced she was visiting today.
"I'm right there!" he added to the rude exclamation, and hurriedly put on a pair of boxers.
He opened the door to find his sister facing away, scanning the street where his little house stood.
"Morning, Sarah." he said, rubbing his hand through his wet hair.
Sarah turned around, took off her sunglasses, and hugged him.
"Daniel!" she exclaimed gleefully, "It's so good to see you!"
He let her in, and she flung herself down on the couch.
"I'll just go put on some clothes." Daniel said. "Make yourself comfortable."
When a minute later he came back, dressed in a semi-wrinkled tee-shirt and a pair of faded jeans, he found her lounging on the sofa, her coat dropped next to the table, her shoes beside it.
He grinned. His little sis was becoming just as sloppy as he was.
He patted her shoulder as he walked by her, into the kitchen.
"Water, milk, juice, soda or beer?" he inquired.
"Juice!" she called back, after a moment adding, "Assuming you have any."
It was not an obsolete addition, as he often called out the list before checking the fridge.
But today, for a change, he had three cartons of juice in the fridge-door, and two others in the vegetable compartment. He scanned it quickly for any of the other items on the list, and found that he had none.
"You're in luck, sis." he said, as he re-entered the living room with two glasses of apple juice.
He sat down next to her, and handed her a glass.
"You look different." he declared. "As if you've grown."
He looked her over intently. "You cut your hair, your chest inflated, and your legs are definitely longer. Though that may just be the shortness of the skirt." He frowned. "Since when does mom let you walk around like that?"
She sighed, and the fabric of her blouse tightened over her breasts.
"Since she started her course." she said. "Well, actually she still dislikes the skirt, but she didn't complain because it was clean. We're a little behind -"
"On the laundry." Daniel finished her sentence. "I know. I think it runs in the family."
Sarah laughed, and sipped at her cold juice.
"Ah, delicious." she said. "'It was quite the journey. The things I have to bear with if I want to see you once a year... I still don't see why you couldn't have found a university closer to home. Mom's unbearable since you moved out."
"Aww..." Daniel said, in mock sympathy. "She makes you stick to your curfew now, I bet?"
He grinned. When he still lived at home, their mother was very lenient with Sarah's curfew, because Daniel himself tended to stay out much longer.
Sarah punched his arm.
"Ow!" he said, "Where did that come from?"
Sarah said nothing, but grinned.
Daniel took a big gulp of his drink, and asked, "And how are things besides mom? Doing well in school?"
Sarah nodded. "Okay. But I'll be glad once I'm done with it."
Daniel laughed. "And how's the boyfriend?"
"Didn't I tell you?" she asked. "We broke up, a month or so ago."
"I'm sorry to hear that." Daniel said. He'd always thought the boy a sleaze, but he had never told her that.
"Oh, it's alright." Sarah replied. "We grew apart, I guess."
"Then who are you looking so sexy for?" he asked, instantly realizing he sounded amazingly perverted.
"I'm sorry, that didn't come out right." he apologized.
Sarah looked, frowning.
"You don't mean to say you don't think I'm sexy, do you?" She inquired.
"No, no that's not what I meant!" Daniel said quickly. "All I meant to say was that, er, that I didn't mean to sound perverted. That's all."
Her frown eased, and made way for a smile he thought bordered on seduction.
"Well, that's quite a relief." she said. "Because I value your opinion. Tell me exactly what you think of me."
She straightened her back, pushed her chest forward a little, and parted her legs only slightly.
"Sarah!" Daniel exclaimed. "You can't seriously expect me to think such things about you. If I didn't know better, I'd say you were seducing me."
Sarah laughed, suddenly shy.
"I'm sorry." She said. "It's just that, I have upped my flirt-focus a little, and I may be overdoing it. You see, I'm officially eighteen now, and I don't want to go to Uni as a virgin."
"What? Still a virgin?" he exclaimed in disbelieve. He hadn't thought his pretty sister would be so innocent still. The thought involuntarily turned him on.
She laughed curtly. "You didn't think Dean was capable of anything of the sort, did you?"
He let that question slide. Instead he asked, "So, you're officially on the man-hunt, then?"
"Sort of." She replied.
"If it's only 'sort of', then how do you think you're going to get laid before the end of the year?"
"Well," she said, "I still have the faint hope someone will like me enough to hunt me down. Saves me valuable time which I can then spend on actually getting into uni next year."
"I have no doubt you'll do that." Daniel said. "And you know, you could have any guy you wanted. Look what you're doing to your own brother!"
She looked down at his crotch, where his pants had tightened over his erection.
"Why that's a compliment!" She said happily.
Then she put on her seduction-face again. "So you're saying I can have anyone I want, right?"
Daniel nodded. "Anyone."
His cock had grown very hard, and his pants felt annoyingly tight.
Sarah cocked an eyebrow as she stared at his crowing bulge.
"You're not planning to keep it like that all day, are you?" she asked.
"Well, I was rather hoping you could spare me for a moment while I go wank off."
She laughed.
"That would be silly." She said. "Why begrudge me the chance to see exactly how sexy you think I am?"
He groaned. If she wasn't careful he might wank off right here on the couch.
His groan intensified as she leaned forward, giving him an excellent view of the plunge of her breasts under her silk blouse.
"Is that sexy enough for you?" she asked.
When he hesitated a moment, she undid the top button, and then another one, allowing her lacy bra to show.
Daniel could hardly breathe. His sister was stripping off her blouse right in front of him, and his cock had grown so hard that his pants hurt.
Sarah undid the final button. She let the garment slip off her shoulders, and sat back down again, wearing naught but that sexy little skirt and her lacy bra. He could see her nipples, small and pink, and his eyes grazed on the white skin of her chest, the gentle curve of her waist, the dip of her navel. Unconsciously, his hand had wandered down to his crotch, and he was stroking it through his pants.
Sarah gently took his hand, and moved it away.
"No," she said, "let me take care of that for you."
Surprised but more than happy to comply, he allowed her to unzip his pants. He took them off, and she slid down his boxers.
His erect cock sprang free, beginning to grow a little purple from the amazing hardness.
Sarah looked at it for a moment, and then back at his face.
Without saying a word, she then took it in her hands.
She squeezed a little, and pulled her hands up and down the shaft. She traced the bulging vein with her fingers, and touched the little slit out of which droplets of precum pearled.
