“Are you sure?” I asked my sister.
“I’m sure, you’re my brother.”
“What’s that got to do with it?”
“Everything, again you’re my brother.”
“What if I told you I’ve thought about this for years.”
“Yea, years. I think you’re really hot.”
“But again, you are my brother.”
“So you’re saying because I am your brother, there’s not a chance in hell that this could happen?”
“I don’t think so,” my sister told me. “I’ve never thought of you that way.”
“Never?” I asked her.
“Well maybe never is too strong of a word.”
“Ahhhh,” I thought to myself, maybe there is a chance this could happen.
We had been sitting around all day by her pool drinking. I think I was on my forth or fifth rum and coke. My sister Kay was on her third. I’d been mixing them pretty strong. We both had been sitting around in our bathing suits. She had a two piece on. It fit her well. It was a little suit, but to my disappointment covered everything. Even when she bent over I wasn’t able to see down her top, and I really wanted to see her tits. Even at forty she was hot. She was tan with long shapely legs. She didn’t have big tits, but they were more than a mouth full. Her skin was real smooth. I don’t know how many times I thought about her with no clothes on.
I had been visiting her now for about two weeks. Her husband was out of town on a business trip. I planned my visit with her because of that. My wife didn’t mind. I’m retired and I think she just wanted me out of her hair. The trouble is I haven’t made any headway towards fucking her. I was running out of ideas.
“I’m really starting to feel drunk,” I told her.
“Yea,” she laughed,” I can tell.”
“Let’s play a game.” She loved playing mind games.
“OK, what’s the subject?”
“OK, you have to do or say something to shock me.”
“Yea, something that would really blow my mind.” I could tell she was thinking about this.
“OK, but I want you to go first. If you can shock me, then I will try to think of something to shock you. You first.”
I took another drink of my rum and coke. I was thinking about what to do. “Say or do something, right?”
“Right, big brother, if you can freak me out then I’ll try something to top it.”
“OK, fair enough,” I told her and stood up. She was watching me wondering what I was going to do.
I hooked my thumbs in my bathing suit. I looked at her.
“OK, sis, I am going to slowly pull down my bathing suit. You have to watch. You can say stop at anytime and I will stop. If you don’t say stop I will pull them all the way down and you’ll see my dick, all of it.”
“I don’t think you will pull them all the way down. I think you’ll stop before you expose yourself. You don’t have the nerve.”
“I bet you tell me to stop before I pull them all the way down.”
She laughed. “I won’t tell you to stop.”
“OK, but if you don’t, you’re going to see your brothers dick.”
My thumbs were still hooked on each side of my bathing suit. I pushed downward just a little. I felt my suit go about an inch down. I was looking at her. She was watching me.
“I mean it. I’m going to keep pulling them down until you tell me to stop.”
“Go ahead, big brother, I won’t say stop because I know you will stop on your own.”
I pushed my suit down a little more. There still wasn’t anything to see yet, but my suit was now about two inches lower. I watched her as she took another drink of her rum and coke.
“Why did you stop, lose you nerve?” she said as she put down her drink.
I pushed my trunks down some more. By now my trunks were just above my dick. I know some of my hair was showing.