All characters described in this story are eighteen or older.
The air conditioning was off....again. The little apartment was sweltering in the afternoon sun. Of course the landlord had promised a quick fix, but that was two days ago. Ivy was sweating like a race horse. Rivulets of perspiration drained from her. Her older brother, Irving, was sweating profusely too. The windows were open and all the fans they had were turned up to 'high', but nothing seemed to help. The boy and his eighteen year old sister were already stripped to their underwear.
"I'm gonna take a shower," Irving announced.
It was the one place he thought he could cool off. He turned on the cold water, dropped his shorts and got in under the cooling spray.
"Move over!" Ivy told him. She was naked too.
"What the hell are you doing Ivy? We can't be together like this. I mean nude and everything."
"Why not?" she asked as she got under the water with him. "You're not gonna rape me, are you?"
"Of course not. But this isn't right. It gives me strange feelings."
"Yeah, I can see that," she giggled, pointing to his hardon.
"You've got nice tits," he told her.
"Shut up! We're here to get cool, not spy on each other's assets."
It wasn't working. Both of them felt hotter and hotter. Finally Irving got out of the shower. He couldn't take it any more. He knew if he stayed, he would rape Ivy. He didn't want to do it. Ivy breathed a sigh of relief when Irving left. She was just about ten seconds from grabbing his cock and fucking him standing up. Irving returned with a couple of his t-shirts.
"Soak these and put one on," he told her.
He watched closely as she slid the shirt onto her beautiful body. It came down to her thighs. He put his on and went in the living room to sit in front of the fan. Ivy soon joined him.
"Hey, this really works," she remarked.
"Yeah. The good thing is, when it dries out all you have to do is go stand in the shower."
"I'm glad you were a gentleman when we were nude together," said Ivy.
"Well, it wasn't easy," answered Irving, "You have a beautiful body and I came pretty close to squeezing it."
"I was getting close too. It's lucky one of us had the will power to stop."
Eight days later the maintenance men fixed the air conditioner and once again the apartment was livable.
"I kind of miss watching you in that wet shirt," said Irving.
"It was nice being nude for a while. You know we don't have to stop," Ivy observed.
"Yeah but we won't have an excuse now," Irving answered.
"Who needs an excuse? Mom and dad aren't with us anymore. We can do what we want."
Ivy had given a lot of thought to the way Irving's cock had looked when it was hard and angry. The longer she thought about it the more she thought about just grabbing it and taking the consequences.
Irving dreamed about Ivy's body. The way her little tits had stood up in the shower and how her sparse pubic hair had flattened out revealing the treasure hidden beneath.
