Into his Room

As I entered the hallway, I felt the change of air rush against my exposed skin and the shiver of goosebumps up my soft legs.

As quickly as I could, I opened his door and closed it behind me, shutting it as fast and quiet as I could. The door seemed to have closed with an awfully loud click that made me jump.

"Hey there, sailor whore. Aww, no heels Annie? I'm disappointed!"

Said My brother leering at my body and outfit, standing in front of his bed in just his boxers.

"I don't own any"

"I'm sure Sam has plenty." He sneered. "But I doubt she has something like this, no she definitely wouldn't be caught wearing something like this.."

I could feel the tears welling up again as I tried to suppress my rage and shame.

"But.. you have one thing our sister doesn't, that's for sure."

"Like what?" I looked up with interest in my eyes.

"Samantha's body is built for grace and respect.. But you are built for fucking."

I started crying as I stood awkwardly in my outfit in front of my older brother.

He smiled and continued.

"You have those perfect tits, a nice bubble butt and those fuckable pouty lips. Don't worry Annie, I don't think this will take long for me, and then you can go back to your room and continue on with your night."

He waited until I got control of myself and then put an arm around my waste and pulled me close, pressing his crotch against me.

"On second thought.. I think this will be the start of a new relationship while I'm home."