To your younger sister

It takes you a little by surprise to find your little sister awake so early, especially on a Sunday.

You're curious and want to ask her, but something more important catches your attention. You look down and see them, a pair of cute socks completely dirty from being dragged all over the house.

You remember the video from earlier, that beautiful girl giving you orders while revealing her beautiful feet. You can't help but imagine your sister in that girl's position.

“Good morning, big brother,” your little sister greets you, pulling you out of your fantasies. Still, it's too late; you feel your cock getting hard. You panic and decide to sit down so she doesn't notice your erection.

“Shit! How long was I staring at her feet? Did she notice?” you think. You don't know if she noticed your perverted gaze on her feet. What kind of brother fantasizes about his little sister's feet? Shame takes over your mind.

“Ana, good morning, did you sleep well?” You speak normally, ignoring the fact that a few moments ago you wanted to bury your face in her dirty socks.

You stare at her, watching her reaction. You always knew your sister was really beautiful, but for some reason right now she seems even more beautiful. Those beautiful blue eyes, her small nose, and her long hair look really good.

She's only a year younger than you, but you're quite different. She's perfect, she's taller than you, she gets good grades, she's beautiful, popular, practically the opposite of you.

“Yes, I slept well... and you?” She asks you, you feel her watching you, it seems she's noticed your strange behavior.

“I-I slept well too,” you reply nervously. Silence reigns for a few seconds.

“I'm so glad, big brother...” She pauses and stares at you. “You know, I have a meeting with my friends today, but I have a lot of homework. Could you help me?” Here she goes again. By “help,” she means you do all her homework while she enjoys herself.

You only helped her once, and after that you always refused her every time she asked. You don't understand how she can ask you the same thing every time, even though she knows you'll definitely say no.

“I...” You wanted to make up an excuse, but you stop yourself. She sat down next to you, and you get a better look at her beautiful feet.

“Brother, why are you staring at my feet?” Your mind is in shock; you've just been caught.

“What? No, why would I look at your dirty feet!” They respond, trying to sound as indignant as possible. You jump in before they can speak and add, “I just noticed how dirty your socks are.” You don't know if your excuse will work, but it's certainly better than saying that their feet attract you.

“I understand... there's no need to get upset. Anyway, will you help me with my homework?” It seems she's decided to let the matter of your perverted gaze slide, which is pretty good for you.