I personally find this chapter to be much, much better from the first two. Please have a read, looking forward to your comments.
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Sarah woke up the next morning. Her hand still between her legs. Panties drenched from rubbing herself crazy last night. Rest of her naked. Feeling a little cold.
Her quilt seemed to have slipped off the bed. This got her thinking that she hadn't locked the bedroom door last night. She wondered and felt insecure with the thought that if someone had come in, she would have been completely on display.
Sarah liked wearing panties when she played with herself, liking the feeling of her hands not having any room as she rubbed her clit and fingered herself furiously. She had a vast collection of hot panties, and she was as fashionable in her undergarments as she was on attire, she didn't own a single granny panty. Last evening Sarah wanted to surprise her boyfriend and had worn her new red thongs - and pleasantly surprised he was, as he fucked her while she wore those thongs, loving how the slim red material looked on her naked ass. When she came home later that night, she took off everything except for the thongs. While she had always been happy about her ass, she felt more proud that her boyfriend was crazy about it, which had made her more confident and she now preferred wearing either no panties, or really thin ones - including thongs.
Noticing the time - 10.30am - she decided to get up. Not in a mood to shower, not in a mood to wear any clothes. "I really hope I'm home alone today" just as she thought that, there was a knock on her door "Fuck!" she ran into the washroom. Her clothes from last night were still on her bed, her bra proudly laid out in the open. She quickly found a half decent thing to wear, her long t-shirt - it would go lower than her hips - and a slightly more decent pair of red panties as she headed to the door to find her brother patiently waiting.
He had come to ask for an opinion. The same morning Asim had received another job offer, and he was considering taking it. "Since after all - you are my elder sister, I thought to take your opinion," he said, stating the obvious. Here he was, in her bedroom, while she wore bare minimum clothes, he headed to the bed to have a seat - her bra sitting right there.
Something about being exposed always gave her a kick. That's why she had a quite a lot of deep necks and short tops. She was hot - with 32B cups, slender and sleek frame, and ass to feed on - and she liked to flaunt it. Another one of the things her boyfriend had introduced her to. But obviously she hadn't thought about exposing herself to her brother - not yet at least. Sensing that this conversation could last longer, she thought about changing into more decent clothing, however, the explicit move to go and change would give a very clear signal to her brother about how conscious she was around him, and make him very uncomfortable, so she decided against it. She went and sat opposite to the bed the chair, she was covered properly from upper body, and her legs were the only part on display. Unlike earlier, her brother wasn't staring at her this time - may be because he actually had a serious thought in mind - but him not paying attention kinda encouraged her to be more daring.
She was, however, getting used to being noticed. Someone at home gazing at her, sinking at her beauty and hotness, it was a good feeling to have - albeit a little weird. Especially when she's wearing shorter clothes, exposing more skin, yet not being stared at seemed unusual now. The whole turn on of being an exhibitionist was to enjoy the subtle and obvious stares, and that was missing this morning.
Sarah, involuntary, crossed her legs, showing the waistline of her red panties. She kind of showed her brother what underwear she was wearing, if only she was wearing thongs, it would have been just a strip of waistline, and that wouldn't have left much to imagination.
Asim noticed this move though, his eyes went straight to her hips, and he skipped a beat or two, also stopping in the middle of what he was saying, and Sarah immediately got the drift. This made her recall that she had to talk to him about the staring, but it didn't make sense anymore, as she had already made a couple of moves herself without any prompt from him - she would assume that he didn't walk into her room while she was asleep all naked except for hot slutty thongs.
The siblings had a conversation for about fifteen minutes, then Asim excused himself, giving her a good look before leaving, also noticing the red bra casually placed on the bed.