She changes direction on me

“So why were you doing it last night, you know on the couch?”

No it was my turn to glow red as I was embarrassed by her question. She stood their watching me; my cock was hard as a rock and jutting out the front of my shorts. I regretted wearing them now and instead of answering her question I grabbed a pair of boxers out of the dresser drawer and headed back into my walk in closet.

“You can tell me, I'm not going to tell my sister.” I heard her call after me.

“I think you know why," I threw back at her. “We already talked about it.”

“What just that you think I am pretty? I turn you on that much?”

“It was more that you were wearing that loose shirt and I could see down the front. You know, see everything.”

“Oh,” I heard her say. Then she said, “Are you doing it now?”

“No!” I answered back emphatically. “I am putting on some pants.”

“Well when you do could I watch?”

“What!” I said in surprise. I pulled my pants up and zipped them. Then I came out of the closet and said, “What did you say?”

Her face was glowing red but she pressed on, “I said can I watch you next time. I just want to see what happens up close with a real man. I could let you see my breasts if that would turn you on, or maybe we could watch the movies together. You can tell me what is going on, you know what parts I should do with a guy and what parts are just movie stuff.”

I realized that this was some weird fantasy come true, like a Penthouse letter, or the setup to a bad porno movie. But looking at the innocent incredibly sexy girl in front of me I realized that it was real, and the temptation of a lifetime.