Go up to see Amy

“John, could you do me a favor?” his sister was calling from upstairs.

“Sure, one sec!” he called back. He took another glance at the front door, still thinking it might be best to find another test subject. Maybe after he had helped Amy with whatever she needed him for.

He made his way to his sister’s room, only to lean back onto the doorframe when he saw she was wearing nothing save for her pink polkadot bra. Apparently she had decided to change out of her dress, and was presently rummaging through one of her drawers.

With how close the siblings were, John had seen his sister in various states of undress throughout his life many times, more so since her decision to forgo wearing panties. But, over the years he had never gotten tired of seeing her near-naked body. She had a slim hourglass figure, with curves in all the right places, but it was often hiding behind her large mass of hair. Thankfully, her locks ended just above her waist, giving him an unobstructed view of her tight round ass. Pinching it was one of his favorite things to do. Her toned legs completed the Amy package.

And sure, due to their closeness, she had never chided him for his frequent touching, but with how often he got a clear view of her body, he longed for more. The lack of success with his wish was a bit upsetting, to say the least.

All too soon, he found himself staring; and didn’t notice until Amy caught him. She had decided on a pair of cute jean shorts, making her pause in her search, and had turned to check to see if he had arrived.

“Woah there, tone down the staring bro.” she said, her voice firm. “I know we’re close but I’m still your sister.”

John simply grinned as he started walking up to her. She went back to her search, looking for a matching top.

“Yeah, but that’s never bothered you before. You even like it!” He said, giving her butt a brotherly pinch. She turned to face him, acting angry, but was secretly smiling. He knew she didn’t mind the touch; he’d been doing it for years.

“True, but not everyone’s comfortable with how close we are. We should at least live up to some pretense.”

She was walking to her bed as she said that, swaying her hips from side to side and teasing him with the way her ass moved. She knew how much he liked to look; ironically, it made the meaning behind her words fall a little short.

Inwardly though, John was getting more upset. Again, his wish hadn’t changed anything. He was starting to think maybe it just didn’t work on Amy. Had the genie known his intentions and screwed him over? Was there a hidden clause preventing it from working on family?

He joined her on the bed, his thoughts and feelings confused. Amy was laying on her stomach, still naked accept for her bra. Apparently her clothing could wait.

“Look,” she began, “I’m sorry for getting angry a little earlier. I know it’s not your fault mom asked you to talk to me. You’ve always been more than supportive with my decisions; she’s the one having difficulties with all of it. I just wanted you to know I’m not upset with you.”

As she talked, she kept shaking her hips, making her butt jiggle. Amy only did that when she was trying to cheer him up; it seems like she thought him being in thought had to do with her outburst from earlier.

“Um… No, don’t worry.” He replied, distracted by her cute little bottom. “It’s fine.”

She giggled. “Oh John, you’re such a perv” she teased.

“Listen,” she continued, the seriousness in her tone causing him to revert his attention away from her ass, “I called you up here because I need to ask something from you. I’d ask one of the girls but, honestly, I’m closer to you than I am with them. It’s nothing serious; I just want a second opinion on something.”

He blinked once before nodding. “Sure sis, what is it that you need?”