Ray, College Grad

Two weeks removed from walking for his college graduation, Ray Elliott chatted with his older sister, Danielle, in her nicely-furnished, 2-bedroom apartment one evening. Finishing off their second drink each, their conversation turned to their shared university. Danielle had preceded Ray at Knights University by 6 years.

"I loved being on the dance team" she stated. Ray recalled the short, red uniform they wore and how watching her and the others in it got him revved up. "Even you said my legs looked good".

"They did, D", Jay replied, tapping his glass to hers. "I bet, if you still had that skirt, your legs still look as good if not better in it. Wasn't that long ago" he suggested, resulting in a sly, sexy smile on her face.

"I DO have it. And the vest top.." she replied. "It was small then..No way it fits now. I kept it just because, but..Haven't tried it on in years" Danielle advised, feeling where this was going, yet, up for it depending on his wager.

"I bet it fits, and you can still do at least one dance" Jay began. "Let's see if you remember the one that I do..And do it in the skirt and vest-only. No shirt underneath. Vest, bare boobs.. My bet is, do the entire dance, and I'll buy dinner all weekend. Forget even part of it, and the vest comes off all night". Jay remembered but one dance, called "Twirl and Win", mostly because when they did it, their short skirts rose up above their asses for a second or two. He'd also seen it more recently than Danielle, so it was more fresh in his head than hers.

"Deal" Danielle agreed, changing into her collegiate skirt and, as requested, vest-only. "Boobs are popping out of vest..You might get what you want even if I do remember!" she joked with Jay, cupping and adjusting her heaving top. Jay opined, her tits got bigger. They're coming out of that vest regardless.

Presenting in front of him, Danielle began with hands on hips placement, as usual. Her long, aqua blue nails draped across her partially bared tummy and peak of deep, oval innie navel in a teasing manner.

"We're the...Warrior Girls..And we can..Twirl and Win!" she smiled, accurately recalling the wording and twisting moves that caused the pleated, short skirt to rise up and expose half of the sexy sister's perfect ass. Danielle twisted and moved, flicked her long hair, heaving tits putting pressure on the vest, and continued:

"Twirl and Win! Warrior pride!" she confidently called out. Until, however, the remainder of the words escaped her.

"Shit, shit.." she stated, not breaking the dance moves and enjoying the show she was putting on for her new grad brother, who himself was eyeing up her ass and wanting her skirt to hit the floor.

"Something..Uggh..Reaching out, serving... No, wait.." she struggled.

"Ehhhhh!" Jay sounded like a buzzer. "Good dance, forgot the words. Bet lost. Lose the vest..Wait.." he added. "Let ME take it off of you". The sexy sister complied, and was now topless for Jay.

"Leave the skirt on..I like it.." he directed. "May-be you can get changed IF.. You win another bet with me..". Stealing a few motorboats and feels of Danielle's bulging, warm, so-round tits (to her enjoyment), Jay was thinking of Bet#2..