Megan sat on the side of the pool watching her sister swim gracefully up and down. She looked stunning. Lithe, athletic, beautiful, her elegant but powerful strokes propelled her through the water. Vanessa had always been a strong swimmer and had loved nothing more than spending time in the pool. It appeared that this at least hadn't changed in the time that Megan had been away working. The sight of her sister scything through the water was starting to have a strange effect on her. She was startled at first that the sight of her sister's buttocks in the tight one-piece racing swimsuit was stirring her own loins, but rationalized it with the fact that Vanessa was gorgeous and if you took the fact that it was her sister out of the equation, she'd be interested in doing a lot more than just watching.
It has only been while she was away that Megan had discovered her interest in her own sex. One of the girls that she had roomed with had been openly gay and after a couple of weeks had hit upon Megan when they'd both had a little more to drink than would be considered good for them. She didn't honestly remember a whole lot from that first night in their room, fumbling about, kissing and laughing. The alcohol hadn't entirely defeated her memory though and had left her curious as to just what it was that she had done. Curious enough that she took advantage of an opportunity a couple of weeks later to do it all again with Cathy, only this time it was done sober. They had had a couple of torrid weeks together, spending most of their free time together and a lot of that in bed. But Cathy had had to return home when her contract ran out and Megan had had to stay on. They still kept in touch and hadn't really split up, but hadn't managed to work out a way to get back together either and as such had agreed that until they managed to they were both open to pursue other people if it happened to transpire. That was the problem with living on opposite sides of the country.
Megan startled back to the present and had to ask Vanessa to repeat the question she realised that she had completely missed.
"Are you staying home for long?" asked Vanessa again. "Well, I have a month before I have to be back at work, but I'm not sure if I'll spent it all at home. Depends what there is to keep me here I guess," replied Megan, thoughts of a cross-country trip leaping immediately to mind.
"Well, I'll just have to make the most of your being here while I can then," Vanessa said as she clambered up the steps and out of the pool, water cascading from her body.
Megan's eyes followed the path of the dripping water, admiring the power of her sister's swimmer's shoulders, the curve of her breasts within the suit, her hips and her long legs. She had to snap out of this! She shouldn't be thinking of her sister as a sexual object!
Vanessa took her towel and made her way inside, asking Megan if she'd like to go out to a club later. Megan followed her inside and told her that she'd love to go out after dinner for a little drinking and dancing but that she'd have to rely on her sister to know where to go these days, since she hadn't been home for some time to know what places were in and out.
The girls had dinner with their parents and then headed off to get ready for a night on the town. Megan waited outside the bathroom for her sister to finish up so that she could get in and shower. Vanessa opened the door for her to come in, standing wrapped just in her towel. She grabbed her hair dryer and started working on her long auburn hair, getting it 'just right' for a night out.
Megan stripped out of her clothes, kicking them into the corner of the room before turning on the water and waiting whilst she made sure the temperature was just right. As she stood there, she couldn't help but glance back at Vanessa, admiring the way her body moved as she wiggled this way and that to get the various bits of her hair just how she wanted them. Megan stepped into the shower and started to lather her body, caressing her breasts, feeling the tautness of her own nipples against the palms of her hands, running them down over her tummy, loving her own caresses and thinking back to how it had felt to have Cathy rub her tummy whilst sucking on her breasts. How she missed the touch of her lover.
As she daydreamed under the stream of hot water, Megan noticed through the foggy shower screen that Vanessa had stopped drying her hair and she watched as the towel dropped from around her body. Megan wiped away some of the condensation from the glass so that she could see a little better, curiosity driving her beyond thoughts that she shouldn't be lusting after her sister's body. She caught a glimpse of Vanessa's pink round nipples, sitting proudly on her C cup breasts and a rush of heat passed through her loins as she wished that she had managed to develop as much as her younger sister. She was happy with her small b cup breasts, but sometimes wanted them to be just that bit bigger so that she could flaunt them more when she wanted to pick up. Oh well, that was what wonderbra's were for she thought to herself as her eye traveled down to Vanessa's tight arse. Mmmm, now there was something she'd like to get her hands on, firm and tight, well worked from all that swimming, Vanessa's arse was absolutely gorgeous.
Vanessa was putting her underwear on and Megan gently fingered herself as she admired the view that this opportunity was presenting her with. Vanessa pulled a black satin thong up her long legs, settling it into position and making sure she was neatly contained in the small scrap of fabric.
Vanessa turned as she put her matching bra on, giving Megan the briefest full glimpse of her beautiful breasts.
"You'd better hurry up or you'll be a prune," laughed Vanessa over her shoulder as she departed the bathroom to return to her own room. "And remember, I can't lock the door from the outside and you don't want Dad stumbling in here! He's not used to having the extra person in the house and might forget you're here!"
Megan sighed and turned off the water, resisting the temptation to sit down and frig herself madly until she came. Vanessa was right, Dad was likely to simply walk in without thinking. She hurried herself through the drying process and wrapped herself in a towel before heading to her room to dress.
Once there, she rummaged around in her underwear for something that might make her feel good for the evening. Something equally as alluring as what her sister was sporting for the evening. She settled on some red lace underwear. A hipster boy-cut panty and matching shelf-top bra that would lift her bust up to display it nicely.