Melanie's room

Barry crept down the hall to Melanie's room. He listened at the soor but didn't hear anything else. Hs reached down and quietly unlatched the door. He pushed it open far enough to peek inside.

His sister was home. She way lying naked in her bed, on her left side with her back to him. As Barry's eyes ran up and down her eighteen year old body, he felt feelings he had never felt for her before. She had an ass hot enough to appear in a nudie magazine. He had no idea that she had been concealing such hottness beneath her clothes. Those clothes were now crumpled in a pile just inside the door, her panties on top.

His sister was wearing earbuds and he could hear the rhythmic sound of loud music playing. She had no idea he was back here, ogling her ass with a hardon. He could simply walk away unnoticed...but damn she was hot.