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Wandering through the house you slowly trod past your sister's room. Some cool music is coming from her room. You don't really know what it is but you've always looked up to your older sister and her taste in music, clothes, and everything 'Heather', so you know it must be cool! | Wandering through the house you slowly trod past your sister's room. Some cool music is coming from her room. You don't really know what it is but you've always looked up to your older sister and her taste in music, clothes, and everything 'Heather', so you know it must be cool! | ||
Pushing slowly past her cracked door and into her room you creep forward as nonchalantly as possible. Heather is lying on her stomach on her bed, her phone in her hand as usual. Your eyes are immediately drawn to the roundness of her butt, her thin and extra small yoga pants straining to keep from tearing. | Pushing slowly past her cracked door and into her room you creep forward as nonchalantly as possible. Heather is lying on her stomach on her bed, her phone in her hand as usual. Your eyes are immediately drawn to the roundness of her butt, her thin and extra small yoga pants straining to keep from tearing.Though only 16 years old Heather already has your mom's curves including a large set of breasts that seen to run in the family. The grey, half t-shirt she is wearing has ridden up a bit showing some under boob. | ||
"What do you want?" | "What do you want?" | ||
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"Nothing." | "Nothing." | ||
"Well you can find nothing everywhere else too," Heather | "Well you can find nothing everywhere else too," Heather says with chuckle. The words themselves are said flatly but with a playfulness that only Heather can deliver. | ||
"I guess so. But you're more fun." You rotate one ankle and toe through some of your sister's underwear strewn across her floor. You wish you could buy the same panties and thongs Heather can. You're sure that's why she's as sexy as she is. Unfortunately none of hers fit you. | "I guess so. But you're more fun." You rotate one ankle and toe through some of your sister's underwear strewn across her floor. You wish you could buy the same panties and thongs Heather can. You're sure that's why she's as sexy as she is. Unfortunately none of hers fit you. | ||
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"Um, thanks?" | "Um, thanks?" | ||
You glance up to catch the tail end of Heather rolling her eyes and turning back to her phone. She's so pretty. If only she paid more attention to you. | You glance up to catch the tail end of Heather rolling her eyes and turning back to her phone. She's so pretty. If only she paid more attention to you during the day instead of just when every one in the house is asleep. | ||
After another lazy stride or two you plop yourself down in her computer chair. You twirl on it a few times in front of her desk, waiting for her | After another lazy stride or two you plop yourself down in her computer chair. You twirl on it a few times in front of her desk, waiting for her to sweetly dismiss you but it doesn't come. You plant your feet down on the carpet and fiddle with the hem of your skirt. | ||
"Can we do something?" | "Can we do something?" | ||
" | "Like what??" | ||
You sigh and shrug your shoulders. "I dunno. Let's just do something." | You sigh and shrug your shoulders. "I dunno. Let's just do something." | ||
" | "Like what..." She repeats, this time with a giggle | ||
" | "I just want to play with you..." | ||
Heather looks up from her phone. " | Heather looks up from her phone. "Is that so?" | ||
You know what she was going to say, but you ignore it. "Pretty please? Texting can't be better than everything." | You know what she was going to say, but you ignore it. "Pretty please? Texting can't be better than everything." | ||
Heather | Heather laughs and returns to her phone. She sends another text but then pauses and looks back at you. You're watching her intently, doe-eyed, hanging on her every word and movement. Surprisingly she turns onto her side. | ||
"And what is it you would want to do?" | "And what is it you would want to do?" | ||
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"Ha! No." | "Ha! No." | ||
Heather already | Heather already starts to look back down at her phone. Say something else! And fast! "Wait..." | ||
*[[Family Ties/Jessica Heather dress up|"We could play dress-up... er, like, a fashion show... or something."]] | *[[Family Ties/Jessica Heather dress up|"We could play dress-up... er, like, a fashion show... or something."]] | ||
Latest revision as of 06:41, 6 August 2017
Wandering through the house you slowly trod past your sister's room. Some cool music is coming from her room. You don't really know what it is but you've always looked up to your older sister and her taste in music, clothes, and everything 'Heather', so you know it must be cool!
Pushing slowly past her cracked door and into her room you creep forward as nonchalantly as possible. Heather is lying on her stomach on her bed, her phone in her hand as usual. Your eyes are immediately drawn to the roundness of her butt, her thin and extra small yoga pants straining to keep from tearing.Though only 16 years old Heather already has your mom's curves including a large set of breasts that seen to run in the family. The grey, half t-shirt she is wearing has ridden up a bit showing some under boob.
"What do you want?"
You snap your eyes away from Heather's backside and spin away slightly, your arms flopping around at your sides.
"Nothing."
"Well you can find nothing everywhere else too," Heather says with chuckle. The words themselves are said flatly but with a playfulness that only Heather can deliver.
"I guess so. But you're more fun." You rotate one ankle and toe through some of your sister's underwear strewn across her floor. You wish you could buy the same panties and thongs Heather can. You're sure that's why she's as sexy as she is. Unfortunately none of hers fit you.
"Um, thanks?"
You glance up to catch the tail end of Heather rolling her eyes and turning back to her phone. She's so pretty. If only she paid more attention to you during the day instead of just when every one in the house is asleep.
After another lazy stride or two you plop yourself down in her computer chair. You twirl on it a few times in front of her desk, waiting for her to sweetly dismiss you but it doesn't come. You plant your feet down on the carpet and fiddle with the hem of your skirt.
"Can we do something?"
"Like what??"
You sigh and shrug your shoulders. "I dunno. Let's just do something."
"Like what..." She repeats, this time with a giggle
"I just want to play with you..."
Heather looks up from her phone. "Is that so?"
You know what she was going to say, but you ignore it. "Pretty please? Texting can't be better than everything."
Heather laughs and returns to her phone. She sends another text but then pauses and looks back at you. You're watching her intently, doe-eyed, hanging on her every word and movement. Surprisingly she turns onto her side.
"And what is it you would want to do?"
Did she just put her phone down? That alone has got you excited! Quick! Think! What's fun?
"Umm... uh... I can show you some Minecraft!"
"Ha! No."
Heather already starts to look back down at her phone. Say something else! And fast! "Wait..."