“Something wrong?” she asked.“Uh, well… I guess I just never danced with a lawyer before.”“Well, that’s what I am and you had to know it. After all, you did call me at the office.”“Yeah well, but I sort of...”“Expected me to be dressed different? Like I was the other night?”His eyes lit up. “You mean that dress with the slit? Oh yeah. Now that was hot!” He shrugged as his smile waned. “But, no, of course not. I wasn’t exp...

Kara held the outfit in front of her. It consisted of a pair of shorts, somewhat like speedos, and a tight crop top. It was made of a shiny gray stretchy fabric, probably some synthetic material. She had bought the outfit on a dare when still in high school. It had hugged her youthful curves so closely though, that she had been afraid to show it to her father or wear it out of the house. To this day, she still hadn't worn...

“Ooops!” Sandy said as she retreated into the hall, “I thought you were still in bed.” Bob was seated at the kitchen table with his back to the hallway door. At the sound of his stepsister's voice he turned. “Still in bed?” he asked, “At 9:30... why would you think that?” Sandy was mostly hidden behind the door frame. “Well uh... your bedroom door was closed, so I just assumed -” “Bad assumption,” he said, “And why are yo...

Sandy was wearing a sort of peasant shift, tangerine colored, covering her petite frame from her tanned shoulders to her trim ankles. She stood alone in her room, studying herself in the full-length mirror of the bathroom door. Although the gown she wore was made of several layers of gauze and was meant for sleeping in, it did not have the transparency one would expect of something that might also be called a negligee. St...

Sandy had ripped the bottom off a t-shirt so it not only didn't cover her panties – the only other thing she was wearing, but even showed a few inches of her midriff. It was just her and Bob in the house. The parents were already gone for the day. Before venturing out of her room where Bob might see her dressed as she was, Sandy needed to make sure Mom didn't return unexpectedly. She sent a text message, Mom, if you leave...

“You like the view?” Sandy asked without turning her head. Busted, Bob thought. Expecting a serious chewing, he attempted to smooth it over. “I was just thinking uh... you really do look good.” “Too bad I'm wearing a bra, huh?” Sandy's eyes remained focused on the television, like she really cared about the credits. The family had been watching a Netflix movie, which was now ending. Throughout the movie, Sandy's attire ha...

They ordered their second drinks and Brad gave the waitress money to put in the jukebox. A slow song came on and he dragged Ashley onto the small dance floor. So far Ashley had been surprised by Brad. While they had been talking he had kept his hands on top of the table. Now that they were dancing, he was being entirely too polite, especially for a slow song. Ashley finally blurted, “You know I don't break. I am about to...

Oh my god, those are the guys from the sauna! The doorbell had rung and Ashley was looking through the peep hole to see who it was. Shit, shit shit. What the hell are they doing here? She opened the door a crack. “You're looking for Brad right?” she said, hiding behind the door. “Uh huh,” one of them replied. “Is he here?” Ashley had been headed toward the family's backyard pool when the doorbell had rung. Still hiding he...

“C'mon you two, pick up the pace.” Jarrad was leading them up the trail from the waterfall. Brad and Ashley had slowed a little and fallen fifty feet or so behind.“Keep going, we're still with you,” Brad said. “Ashley and I have just got something we need to talk about.”“Okay, but keep up. It's close to four and we need to be moving,” Jarrad urged as he continued the return trek to the cabin.Brad spoke with his voice low...

Ashley was wearing a man's shirt. Her feet and legs were bare, and what she was wearing under the shirt, if anything, was a matter for conjecture. “Can I join in?” she asked as she entered the den. Her stepbrother Brad, and his friend Jarrad were in a serious sounding discussion. “You wouldn't be interested,” Brad responded. “Just a minute, bro!” Jarrad snapped, "who says she's not interested?” Brad was bent over the coff...

It was the short skirt and bare legs that caught Nick Cramer's attention. He was waiting for a couple slices of pizza he had ordered at one of the mall's food courts. His back was to the counter and he was leaning against it, watching a girl who was sitting alone. Hot! That girl is hot! he thought. She was wearing one of those pleated tartan skirts. It was probably long enough to be decent but when she sat down she had le...

“So, did you get permission?” Ashley asked. It was Saturday and she was talking on the phone to Jill. “Yeah, she's still fooled about you.” “About me?” Ashley gasped, “What about you. You're the one that's got the hots for my stepbrother. Does she know about that?” “No and I'm not going to tell her. Besides, you're not being fair. I just asked if you could fix me up with him.” “Right and you bought that nothing little gir...

“So what do you think?” “Twirl around again. I think it looks really hot.” Jill rose up on her toes and spun like a ballerina. The red and black checked flirt skirt fanned out, exposing her bare legs. “Oh yeah,” Ashley said, “Brad would really like that.” “Huh? You mean your brother, Brad?” “Stepbrother, not brother, but yeah, that's who I meant.” Even when Jill was standing still, the skirt didn't reach mid-thigh. Ashley...

“So, did you really do it?” Jill asked as she sat down. “Did I really do what?” Ashley responded, looking up from her book. “Watch television with my brother and your brother and a bunch of other guys in nothing but a see-through blouse.” “Huh? I don't know what you're talking about! And what is this anyway, you show up after not seeing me since graduation and don't even say hello, kiss my ass or nothing? Start right off...

Brad's door was closed. Ashley knocked. “Come in,” he hollered. Ashley pushed the door open. She looked at the clothes strewn around the room. “Yuck, you really need to clean this place,” she snapped. Brad had just cinched the belt to his jeans. Ashley looked at his bare chest and imagined what was hidden below the belt. “I'm on my way to Jarrad's so I can't do it today.” Brad looked up. His stepsister was wearing a strin...