Hello again, welcome to the third part of this series. Enjoy.
It’s been a week since Chris and I last did something and life has been good. Last night was a movie night, we watched a movie on Netflix, had pizza for dinner and had cake afterwards for dessert; and to top of all off, mum and told us that we would be going to the caravan next week for the whole week! I love going to the caravan, there’s a beach, a few shops, and it’s always a good time. Chris loves going too. He loves the beach, especially the sea but we have to go with him to make sure he doesn’t fall or anything. I’m always the one watching him but I don’t mind, he’s my brother and my friend.
Fast forward to Friday evening, I was out with my friends and it started to pour down. I got absolutely drenched. I cut my plans short and walked home. I walked into the house around 8:00 just as mum was leaving the living room.
Mum: “Sarah! You look like a drowned rat, what happened?”
Me: “I was at the park with Stacey and it started lashing. We couldn’t hide anywhere until it died down so we just left and walked home. I’m freezing.”
Mum: “Go get a hot shower before you get a cold, we don’t want anyone getting sick before we go to the caravan.”
Me: “Good idea.”
I walked down the hallway, into my room and took off everything. My nipples were hard as rocks and I was shivering. I slipped on my robe and went into the bathroom to turn the shower on and saw Chris in the bath, playing with his toys. How could I shower with him right there? I walked back up the hall and into the living room.
Me: “Mum, you didn’t tell me that Chris was taking a bath.”
Mum: “Sorry dear, my mind’s been all over the place with packing and getting ready”
Me: “I can’t shower with him in there, he’ll see me naked.”
Mum: “Oh dear, that’s true. You can wait until he’s done, but he likes to play in the bath after he’s washed. You can share the bathroom with him, he won’t mind. He can’t see you through the shower walls, they’re made for that reason.”
Me: *Shivering* “Fine.”
I walked back up the hallway and into the bathroom, locking the door behind me. I turn around and Chris is staring at me, looking confused.
Chris: “What…what are you doing sis?”
Me: “I got soaked in the rain and I’m freezing cold. Mum told me to take a hot shower so I don’t get a cold but you’re in here too. We’re gonna have to share the bathroom.”
Chris: “Oh…OH.” *He says smiling*
Me: “Don’t get any ideas mister, I’m in here to shower that is it. If you can help it, keep your eyes off me. Okay?”
Chris: “Okay…s..sis.”
I sighed, opened the shower door and turned it on. I waited a few minutes, checked that it had warmed up. I looked over at Chris, he was looking down at his toys playing away. I too off my rope, hung it up and stepped into the shower. I felt the hot water run down my body and it felt heavenly. I rubbed my hands over my body, caressing my boobs, rubbing my legs and ending with running my fingers through my hair. I bent down, picked up, squirted some on to my hand, and rubbed it all over my body. I washed the suds away and closed my eyes, letting the hot water to run down my face; it felt so relaxing. I moved my face out of the water, opened my eyes and looked at the door.
Chris was standing there, cock standing to attention, staring at me; his mouth agape. I opened the shower door, pulled him in and closed it over.
Me: “What do you think you’re doing?” I say angrily.
Chris: “I…I…I’m sorry.”
I see Chris’ bottom lip start to quiver and saw him slouch down slightly. He was starting to cry.
Me: “Don’t cry Chris, it’s okay. I’m not angry at you, it’s okay.”
Chris: *Through tears* “Sor…really?”
Me: “Yes, it’s okay. After what we have done, I’m not shocked that you wanted to see more of me. In fact, here open your eyes.”
Chris opens his eyes and looks up, he’s eye level with my boobs. I grab them and start to play with them, making them bounce up and down; making him laugh and giggle.
Chris: “They’re all bouncy!”
Me: “They sure are.”
Chris: “Can…I…touch them?”
Me: “Umm…sure. Just don’t tell mum or dad.”
Chris: “Okay…s..sis.”
I bent down to make it easier for him and he immediately grabbed them. He grabbed and squeezed and caressed them, exploring and enjoying his first pair of boobs. I feel my nipples harden and he notices. I look down again and he’s smiling from ear to ear, looking both happy and in amazement. He grabs on to my nipples and pulls on them.
Me: “Ow!”
Chris: “Sorry…sis.”
Me: “It’s okay, just don’t pull on them. Squeeze them instead.”
Chris: “Okay…sis…”
Chris squeezes my nipples, causing me to close my eyes and moan. It felt great having someone else touch them. I opened my eyes and saw Chris staring at my crotch his mouth agape.
Chris: “Sis…wher..where’s…your willy?”
Me: “Girls don’t have willies, only boys do. Girls have fannies, or pussies.”
Chris: “Oh…can I…see it…more?
Me: “I guess so”.
I stand back up and lay back against the wall, opening my legs a little, so that he can see it properly.
Chris: “wow…s..sis…can I..t..t.touch it?
I hear mom shouting from outside the door. Thank God it was locked.
Mum: “Chris? Honey? It’s time to come out now. Are you done yet Sarah?”
Me: “Shit…Chris get out and back into your bath. I’ll open the door and let mum in.”
Chris: “You…said..a..a..bad word.”
Me: “Go!”
Chris: “Okay…”
I get out of the shower and look at Chris. He’s back in his bath and smiling…I know why. I grab my boobs again and make them bounce. He laughs and I laugh back. I put my robe back on, tied it and opened the door.
Me: “Sorry mum, I didn’t hear you over the shower. I think he’s all done.”
Mum: “Okay, honey.”
I walked back into my room and heard mum go into the bathroom and start talking to Chris, she mentions something about “that’s a first” and tells Chris to step out so she can dry him. I instantly knew what she was on about…his boner. It was probably still at full mast…shit. I hope that wouldn’t make her suspicious…we didn’t take that long in the bathroom, did we?
The End.
