Brad's Sister

Ashley edged the door open enough to provide a hint of what she was wearing. "But not me, huh," Ashley teased.

"Oh yeah, of course you too," Jarrad chimed as he and his cousin forced their way through the partially open door. They turned and looked appreciatively at the sexy teenage girl in the almost see-through shirt hiding behind the door.

Ashley blushed as they surveyed her nearly naked body. She wished it been only Jarrad but if he was okay with his cousin seeing her like that... well she didn't really mind all that much... In fact she might like it a little... maybe even a lot. She closed the door behind them and motioned toward the kitchen. "Brad and I were just finishing breakfast."

"And he let you answer the door dressed like that?" Jarrad asked incredulously.

"Uh yeah," Ashley responded as they walked through the kitchen door. Jarrad and his cousin watched as Brad stood up from the table. Seeing how little he was wearing, they had no further questions for Ashley.

"I guess I better put something else on," Ashley said as she turned toward the door.

"Oh please no," Jarrad replied hastily.

"Yeah, well I was thinking -"

Jarrad cut her off, "Hey, if it's okay for your brother..."

"But your cousin... I thought maybe you might -"

"You think he's going to object?"

"Yeah, but... but..."

"C'mon, just stay the way you are -- you're fine, isn't she George," he said turning his cousin who nodded vigorously.

Ashley turned to her brother. "Uh, Brad... you okay with this?" She pulled the bottom of the shirt down, stretching the fabric against her bra-less nipples.

"If you are," Brad replied.

Ashley wrestled with it. She really did like how she looked, even if it was pretty much on the naughty side. The guys, even her brother, seemed to want her to remain that way, and the way they were all looking at her was kind of exciting.

"Yeah, well I guess I'm okay," she replied, feeling an overwhelming sense of control at having the guys thinking she was doing it as a favor to them when she was actually enjoying it as much, if not more. Feeling generous she added, "You guys want some coffee or something before I sit back down?"

"Nah, we're okay," Jarrad replied, "We just had breakfast." Then as he and his cousin sat down in the empty chairs at the table, "I'm sorry Brad, this is my cousin George. He came in from Cleveland last night and he's going back tomorrow morning. We were hoping you might want to go swimming."

Just then a flash of lightning lit up the kitchen. It was closely followed by a loud clap of thunder and through the kitchen windows they watched as buckets of water rained down upon the backyard.

"Good to meet you, George," Brad got out after swallowing the last of his breakfast. He added unnecessarily, "But I think the swimming is going be out for today."

"Yeah, I guess so," Jarrad responded as his cousin nodded, "Maybe we can get your sister to dance for us again."

Ashley put her fork down and stared daggers at Jarrad. "You need to understand," she said, "That was a one time thing. It's not happening again."

"Yeah, but my cousin missed out," Jarrad pleaded jokingly."

"And it's going to stay that way," Ashley snapped. She got up from the table, noisily dropped her dishes into the sink and stalked out of the kitchen. Alone in the den, she turned the TV to one of the morning talk shows.

Chapter XVIII.

When the three guys joined her a few minutes later, Ashley was still sulking. She tugged the bottom of her shirt down until it covered most of her thighs and studiously avoided making eye-contact with any of them.

Her brother had managed to put on cutoffs and a tee-shirt before coming into the den. He sat down next to Ashley on the couch. "Jarrad didn't mean anything. He was just teasing."

"Yeah, well, he didn't need to say that," Ashley mumbled, still directing her attention to the TV.

"He knows he screwed up. Just give him a chance. He would never do anything to hurt you. He really does like you a lot."

Ashley looked at her brother. "You really think so?"

"I do, so lighten up a little, huh."

Ashley looked down into her lap. She thought for a few seconds, then got up and walked over to the entertainment center. She turned off the TV and switched to a channel of dance music. The station was playing the song that she and Jarrad had ground their bodies to on Sunday. Instead of Jarrad though, she went to the couch and dragged her brother into the center of the room.

"I don't think that dancing to this is such a good idea," Brad remarked, "It's pretty much of a belly rubber."

"Shush -- Just dance with me," Ashley said. She put her arms around Brad's neck and pulled him against her.

Brad wrapped his arms around his sister, his hands cautiously clutching her buttocks. "I thought you didn't want to dance."

Ashley looked deep into her brother's eyes. "What I meant was I didn't want to dance for you guys, but I don't mind dancing with you... one at a time."

With his hands softly stroking Ashley's backside, Brad gently rubbed the head of his erection against Ashley's waist.

"I know this is supposed be really naughty, you being my brother and all, but it sure does feel good," Ashley whispered in his ear.

"It'd feel even better if you weren't wearing panties." Brad grinned and cupped his hands tightly around Ashley's butt-cheeks, pulling her tightly against himself.

Ashley jerked her head back and looked directly into Brad's eyes. "I can't believe what I just heard my brother say," she said, "You really think it would be okay for me to dance with you... Jarrad... and his cousin... without wearing any panties."

"Stop acting so insulted. You know you want to."

"I can't believe you would even allow me to do such a thing."

"Hey, I'm okay with it."

Although the song was not quite ended, Ashley disengaged herself. She said, "Well, it's not going to happen." Leaving the room, she said to no one in particular, "I'll be right back. I need to make a quick stop. "

In the bathroom, Ashley tried to think through the situation. She was certain that even if the guys couldn't actually see her nipples, they could surely feel them when she pressed up against them while dancing.

Wearing only panties and a threadbare dress shirt around several guys had been a significant step forward, but rubbing up against them while wearing so little had really taken some guts. She hadn't danced with Jarrad yet today and she had never danced with his cousin, but she was going to as soon as she got back. She was nervous about the prospect but thought, 'It's going to be fun, dancing with them while my brother watches.'

If it had been just Jarrad and his cousin, if her brother had not been there, Ashley could probably have been talked out of her panties in short order. The cousin was from out of town so she didn't have to be too concerned about what he thought and Jarrad liked her being naughty anyway. And him telling her girlfriends or parents, was not likely to happen.

Her brother Brad, though, was a real puzzle. Until recently his attitude toward her had been quite parental. Yes, he had been showing more tolerance toward and interest in her sexual antics, but he was still her brother, and she couldn't believe that he really wanted her to take her panties off -- well not with Jarrad and his cousin there anyway. On the other hand, there was also no way he would ever tell anybody.

Ashley made her decision, but wondered as she left the bathroom, if it had been the right one. In the den, a song was just ending and another would soon begin. She took Jarrad by hand and led him into the center of the room.

"I thought you didn't want to dance," he said.

"I was just upset with you wanting me to. It should have been my idea."

Jarrad gave Ashley a quizzical stare. "But I am forgiven, then" he asked.

"Yeah, I suppose so." Ashley gave Jarrad a pleasant smile and put her arms around his neck as the music began.

Jarrad wrapped his arms around Ashley and pulled her tightly against his growing erection. His hands dropped from her waist and cupped her buttocks. "Wearing a thong, huh," he remarked as his hands kneaded Ashley's firm cheeks through the thin material of her shirt.

Ashley licked the inside of his ear and blew hot breath into it. "No... no thong," she whispered.

Startled by her response, Jarrad put his hands on Ashley's hips and pushed her far enough away that he could look into her eyes. He looked at her with disbelief. Then speaking aloud, but quietly so as not to be heard by her brother or his cousin, "Uh... then you're not wearing any panties."

Ashley grinned. "I was thinking you might like it."

Brad looked down at the throbbing bulge in his pants. "Uh, yeah... I guess I do," he said continuing the confidential tone of voice, "But what about your brother?" He looked across the room, at her brother and his cousin, deep in conversation. "I can't believe he doesn't care."

"He doesn't know," Ashley said quietly.

"Doesn't know?" Jarrad snapped back, "How could he not know?" Ashley stared at him but didn't respond. Brad continued, "Unless... unless you took them off when you went to the bathroom."

Ashley nodded while continuing to maintain eye contact.

"Oh shit," Jarrad said, "Brad is going to be furious when he finds out."

Ashley tightened her arms around Jarrad's neck and pressed her body against his. She whispered in his ear, "It was his idea."

Jarrad jerked his head back and put his face directly in front of Ashley's, their noses touching and lips only an inch or so apart. "Are you shitting?" he whispered.

As they moved slowly to the music, their noses still touching, Ashley said, "I couldn't believe it either, but he did suggest it."

"So he knows then."

"No, I told him there was no way I was going to do it."

"But you did."

"That's what took me so long in the bathroom. I was talking myself into it."

Nothing was said for a few seconds. They resumed a very clingy manner of dancing, her head on his shoulder, her arms around his neck, and his hands clutching her backside, grinding her against his hardened member.

"So you're going to be okay with me dancing like this with your cousin and my brother," Ashley asked.

"As long as you are having fun I'm going to love it."

"So you like it when I'm acting slutty then."

Jarrad again pressed his face against hers. "No, not slutty... I like that you can act so proper and still be so sexy."

"And you don't think I'm just being a cock-tease."

"You can tease me for as long as you want." Jarrad clutched Ashley's butt and ground her into his hard-on. "I like your teasing, whatever you want to call it."

The song was ending. "So while I dance with my brother and your cousin," Ashley teased, "You be thinking about when we're going out again and how you want me to torment you." She broke away and motioned to Jarrad's cousin.

So far, it hadn't been too weird for Ashley. Being without panties while dancing with Jarrad was kind of fun anyway. The only thing that made it somewhat difficult was knowing she was being watched by her brother and Jarrad's cousin. Of course they did not yet know she was without panties.

Dancing with Jarrad's cousin was going to be her first big test. With her wearing nothing but a flimsy dress shirt, George would be able to feel her nipples against his breast. But the thought of having an almost stranger's hands on her barely covered ass was really making her nervous.

At least Jarrad's cousin George was good-looking. The discomfort Ashley felt was not a fearful sort of nervous, just unease over the prospects of something out of the ordinary. It was kind of like she felt when she went on her first date. She knew it would be fun, but she was still apprehensive.

Ashley chose to act as if nothing was out of the ordinary. As the music began she put her arms around George's neck and pulled their bodies together, making it easy for George to put his arms around her. She decided too that she wasn't going to do or say anything to discourage him from putting his hands on her ass.

"Jarrad told me you were the hottest girl he had ever known, but I had no idea I'd get lucky enough to dance with you."

"Well, I wanted to dance with you anyway, but I think Jarrad would have been disappointed if I didn't."

George's hands slid down from Ashley's waist and gripped her butt. Ashley had become used to having her ass played with while dancing, she had even come to enjoy it. Now however, without any panties, his hands felt threatening.

George had already surmised that Ashley was bra-less but he hadn't yet realized she was also without panties. "It surprises me a little," George said, "Jarrad actually wanting you to dance with me, you know uh... dressed the way you are."

Ashley sensed that George could tell that the shirt was the only thing separating his hands from her bare butt. She held her breath as his fingers traced upward, feeling for the strap of a thong. She choked as he said, "Uh... you're not wearing any uh... underwear, are you."

Ashley hesitated before answering. She was reluctant to confirm what he obviously knew. She finally replied, "Nooo," dragging it out in a plea for understanding. Ashley blushed and added with all the bravado she could muster, "That's not going to be a problem for you is it."

George saw in Ashley's eyes, the look of a deer that had been caught in the headlights. She obviously was not comfortable with the situation. He guessed correctly that this was a first for her, probably something his cousin had talked her into. He determined not to make her any more uncomfortable than she already was.

George backed away some from his physical contact with Ashley. "I guess I shouldn't have opened my fat trap," he said.

Ashley pressed her body back against George's. "But then I would have been afraid you hadn't noticed."

George gently gripped Ashley's ass-cheeks. "Then you wanted me to notice."

Ashley put her mouth next to George's ear. "Of course," she whispered, "It wouldn't have been any fun if I thought you didn't know." She pressed herself against George's erection.

"But you were acting like something was wrong."

"Just a little scared is all... I mean like it is the first time I've done anything like this... But I'm getting there... I'll be okay."

"And it's not bothering you where my hands are... because if it is I can move them."

"You keep them on the outside of the shirt and I'll be okay." Ashley looked at George and smiled. "Might even like it a little."

Not much more was said before the song ended. As it ended though, George said, "I hope we get to dance again. Oh and by the way... This was a first for me too."

"I think we'll dance again," Ashley replied. "But right now I've got to see how my brother feels about the situation."

But, as the new number started and Brad walked toward her to take George's place, Ashley headed for the bathroom, saying to Brad, "Don't go away. I'll just be a few seconds."

In the bathroom, Ashley quickly dug her panties out of the hamper and pulled them on. She had been gone only a few seconds when she returned to dance with her brother.

"That was quick," Brad remarked.

"Yeah, I just needed to make a little adjustment."

Brad's hands were on his sister's butt. He could feel the panties. He didn't know that Ashley hadn't been wearing them when she was dancing with Jarrad and George a few minutes earlier. "I'm sorry if I pissed you off with what I said, I just thought you might have more fun without your panties."

"Yeah, well maybe so, but I was uncomfortable enough... having so little on. And I'm not mad at you anyway. You were right. It would have been fun. But let me ask you -"

Brad suddenly turned on the caution light. "Yes?" he asked carefully.

"I know I said I didn't want to dance for you guys, but I might have changed my mind. What do you think... would you have a problem if I did?"

Brad stepped back and held his hands up. "Hey, I'm not your father," he said, "What you do is up to you."

"Yeah but you are my brother and I don't want to do anything to upset you."

Brad took Ashley in his arms again and resumed dancing. "Sunday, I got a little nervous, more for you than me though. There were a couple of guys here that I'm not sure can keep their mouth shut, but today... Jarrad is my best friend and he thinks the world of you. There is no way he would ever do anything to hurt you... And George... I don't know him that well but he doesn't live here anyway. Like I said, it's up to you. You do what you want, but I can tell you this -"

"Yes -"

If you decide to I can promise you won't hear any complaints from me."

Ashley looked into Brad's eyes. "So you'd want me to then?"

Brad stared back and replied very deliberately, "Like I said... It's up to you."

While they danced, Ashley thought about it. Jarrad and his cousin would think she wasn't wearing any panties. That alone would be an incredible turn-on, for her and them. And her brother wouldn't be overly concerned because he didn't know she'd ever had them off.

Chapter XIX.

She decided to test her bravado again. When the song ended Ashley went to the entertainment center and turned it to a channel that was more up-tempo, sort of an old-style disco sound. She danced to the center of the room and did so in a manner that made it clear she didn't want a partner.

Jarrad and his cousin were standing to one side of the room, talking and waiting their turn to dance with Ashley. As she started to dance, Jarrad nudged George and directed his attention to the center of the room. "This is going to be good," he said, "Especially with her being commando."

With very little light coming from the windows, (it was still raining outside), they had turned on the spot-lights that back-lit the entertainment center. With Brad watching from the couch on the opposite wall and Jarrad and his cousin near one end of the couch, Ashley was pretty much between them and the brightly lit alcove.

The shirt was thin and with the light silhouetting her body from behind, Ashley imagined that she looked almost naked to the three watching her. And although the vision frightened her, she liked the attention she was getting.

The panties she was wearing were flesh colored so Jarrad and his cousin wouldn't immediately realize what her brother already knew -- that she was wearing panties. As she danced, Ashley grew more confident. She made eye-contact with her brother Brad as she clutched the top-most button of the shirt in one hand. Seeing that he was expressing no concern, she undid it.

Having that button open wasn't all that daring. It had probably been unbuttoned when she was sitting in the kitchen earlier. Still, loosening it while being watched by three pairs of eyes did feel naughty.

Ashley raised her arms high above her head, raising the hem of the shirt, which was normally at mid-thigh, to even higher. It was still well below her panties but exposed enough of her legs to make her brother thankful that she was wearing panties. Jarrad and George, who still did not know that, stared even more intently.

Ashley wanted to carry the tease a little further. Recently she had become accustomed to being nearly naked around her brother Brad. Jarrad had also seen most of what she had to offer. If it had been just the two of them, it would not have been all that big of a problem.

With Jarrad's cousin George here though, it was a different matter. Ashley barely knew him. The presence of George raised serious questions about how her brother Brad would react. More significantly she questioned her own nerve in the matter.