You lay on your den couch and yawn as you fan yourself with your hand and eye the digital clock on the your cable box. It reads 6:15p.m. You wipe a bead of sweat from your brow and grab the tv remote to change the channel. You flip through several channels before giving up. You sigh and rest your head against the arm of the couch. Looks like its gunna be another boring night, you think to yourself as you yawn again. As you sit in the dim shine of the den light, you hear the sound of the front door opening upstairs. You hear several footsteps before the door to the den opens up and you step-sister Katie appears in the doorway.
"Hey Rye," she says.
"Hey Katie."
Katie smiles and then walks down the stairs and into the den. She walks passed you and sits down on the smaller sofa perpendicular to you. You can't help but stare as she sits down. You've had the hots for you stepsister ever since she and her mom moved in 6 months ago and for very obvious reasons. Katie is practically the hottest girl you know. You sit up and begin to eye her as casually as possible.
Katie's outfit practically screams sex. She has on a skin tight baby blue tank top, a pair of black nylon short shorts and a pair of black flip-flops. She has her dirty blonde hair pulled back in a ponytail and a mini back pack on her back. She crosses her legs and takes her back pack off.
"Whatchya up to?" Katie asks you
"Nothing much."
Katie stretches, slips her feet out of her flip-flops and lifts them up, resting them on the coffee table. You find yourself staring again as she stretches. Your eyes scan from her neck downwards. Her neck leads to a pair of perky b (possibly c) cup breasts, which attack to a slender hourglass waist, which gives way to a pair of insanely sexy legs, ending with a pair of equally sexy, perfect feet with black polished toes. She continues to stretch, straightening her legs and pointing her toes. She winces mid stretch and gently rubs her left leg.
"You okay?" you ask.
"Yeah. I just hurt... a bunch of stuff," she laughs. "While we were practicing our cheer routine at my friend's," she says.
"Oh."
"God... It's gross out," Katie says with a grimace.
"Tell me about it."
"So, you got anything going on tonight?" she asks.
"Nah, you?"
"Nope, I'm in for the night," she says rubbing her leg again.
"So... wanna hang with me?" she asks you.
"Yeah... Definitely."
"Okay... What do ya wanna do?" she asks.
You think about your options
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