Runs into her brother

Tanya is furious driving home. She doesn't understand why she ever agreed to hang out with the geeks in the first place. And skip cheerleading practice! She could still make it for the last half of practice, but her stomach hurts too much. She pulls into the driveway and heads inside. She wonders if it was the yogurt from that morning.

Walking down the hall her brother steps out of his room and blocks her ascent upstairs. "Back so soon?" The last hour was stressful for Drew. All he could think about was Tanya showing her ass off and telling him that she did it because she wanted to. He was aware his sister was attractive but that wall of sexuality between brother and sister was crumbling. He went to his room and tried to resist thinking about her body. He couldn't. Her ass kept popping into his mind and he started masturbating. Every time he got close to orgasm the guilt would overwhelm him and he'd stop only to start again a few minutes later. He'd edged 10 times when he heard the car pull into the driveway.

"Leave me alone," she hisses, "I have a stomach ache and I'm cranky."

He doesn't budge. "Not so fast, we need to finish our conversation from this morning. So what did you mean when you said you showed me your ass because I 'asked you to'?"

Her stomach ache gets worse hearing the question coming out from behind her brother's lips. Her hands unconsciously tug at the bottom of the trash bag to conceal herself. "I-I meant exactly what I said."

Drew reaches out and grabs a fistful of black bag. "So, is that why you're wearing this bag? Does my little sis have an exhibitionist streak?"

"No! Ugh. You're my brother!" she exclaims wishing he'd move. She feels the bag riding up over her cheeks as he balls up the trash bag.

He grins. "C'mon, sis, tell me you like showing off your hot body."

Through a scowl, Tanya states: "I like showing off my hot body." And releases the hem of her dress so she can cover her mouth with both hands. When she does, Drew laughs. "I fucking knew it. Well?" He asks.

Now Tanya, not sure why those words passed through her lips, is angry, nervous, and sick. "Well what?" she asks not wanting to hear what he has to say.