Jaime’s hands stretched above her head and she sighed. Opening her eyes slowly to adjust to the light in her bedroom, she glanced at the clock and realized it was summer vacation, time to relax, not worry about what time it was. Her long auburn hair was scattered over her pillow and she rested her arms on top of it, getting used to the idea of waking up.
The noises coming from the bathroom were what really got her out of bed. She knew that her brother, Aidan, was home from university and was likely to be the only one at home at 11:00 on a Tuesday. She padded softly out of the bedroom wearing her pyjamas, a short tank top with flannel pants. While Jaime could never believe in her own beauty, she knew that she was attractive in her own right. She was 5’4”, had deep blue eyes, and her figure was just slightly curving out into womanhood. Her breasts were slightly large on her frame and very firm. At eighteen, most guys in her high school considered her a prize. But she dated rarely, preferring to wait to get seriously involved until college.
Aidan was also extremely attractive, and during his senior year of high school three years previously, had dated every star cheerleader in the squad. His light brown hair, blue eyes, and athletic build made him the most attractive guy in his senior class. His dating didn’t slow down in college, and Jaime often heard him talking about the girls at school.
Jaime walked up slowly to the bathroom door and heard soft grunting noises coming from inside. She smiled wickedly. Aidan was masturbating behind that door, and she was going to startle the hell out of him.
“Aidan, is that you?” she said loudly. She heard him curse quietly behind the door and heard the rustling noises of being caught. “What are you doing in there?”
“Uh, hey James,” he said weakly, opening the door. “You need the bathroom?”
“No,” Jaime said fiendishly. She followed him down the stairs, furtively smiling behind his back.
“Listen, Jaime, could you do me a huge favour?” Aidan asked distractedly as he avoided her eyes.
“Stop listening to you masturbate in the bathroom?” she replied back.
Aidan stopped and stared at her. “I wasn’t masturbating,” he said, lying.
“Sure. What was your favour?”
“Well, now you caught me off-guard,” he said, grinning. “Let me remember.”
Jaime saw her brother’s eyes flick up and down her body. She knew he wasn’t spent; he hadn’t had the chance to come in the bathroom. He was still so horny he was staring at his own sister! Jaime felt her skin get warm all over, even as she tried to suppress her own desire.
“I need you to pick up some computer paper at the store today when you go out,” he said, snapping her back to reality.
“Oh, okay,” she said softly, clearing her throat. “Yeah, I’ll do that.”
“Thanks, sweetie,” he said, leaning forward to kiss the top of her head before leaving out the side door. “I owe you!”
Jaime stepped out of the shower just as she heard the side door close. “Damn,” she thought. She hadn’t thought to bring a towel in with her; it was only 12:30 in the afternoon and her parents wouldn’t be home yet. She just kept forgetting that Aidan was home for the summer.
“James, where are ya?” Aidan called from downstairs. “I figured you’d be slow getting ready during the first week of summer vacation so I got the paper myself.”
“Oh – okay,” Jaime replied, praying he wouldn’t come upstairs as she tiptoed down the hall to her bedroom.
“Oh shit, Jaime, you should’ve warned me,” Aidan said from behind her. Mortified, Jaime turned around to see her brother covering his eyes.
“Jesus!” Jaime jumped up and whirled around. “I was hoping you wouldn’t come upstairs!”
“Well, I am too, now,” Aidan smiled, his hands still over his eyes.
Jaime sighed. “God, Aidan, it’s not like you haven’t seen me naked before,” she said. “I know you’ve seen a lot of girls naked. It’s not like it’s a big deal, I’m just another naked female body.”
“Well yeah, but you’re my sister… that kind of makes it wrong, James,” he replied, his eyes still covered.
Jaime’s heart was beating in her chest. She realized suddenly how sexy her older brother was. He stood at least six inches taller than her, and she had always loved tall men. She suddenly found herself wondering how many inches he had below the belt. She walked up to him slowly, her knees trembling and her heart beating so hard she could hear it. Her hands reached for his and took them down from his eyes slowly.
“I don’t think it’s wrong, Aidan,” she said softly. “Don’t you find me beautiful?”
Aidan’s breathing was coming in quick gasps as he stared at his sister’s soft, young body. “God, James,” he said softly. “This is so wrong.”
“How can it be wrong,” she asked him.