Yes.

She crawled out of bed and nearly stepped on him as she made her way in front of him. She searched around the room first and found it -- the lightswitch. She flicked only the partial lights on so it was dim -- dim, but he could see it.

She was wearing red boyshorts that were soaked, and her top had come off between either them talking or her sliding into bed, leaving her in her black bra. She came back and sat down against the wall in front of Tyler. He scooted up, his back against the other wall. He unzipped his pants and moved them down to his ankles, revealing his bulge. His cock was pressed tight against his thigh and he was certain she could see the pre-cum dripping and covering where his tip was.

"Wow." She said, looking at him.

If that wasn't a confidence boost, nothing ever would be.

"Like what you see?" He teased. He took a hand and gripped it, squeezing and pulling up so more pre-cum dripped and soaked his underwear some more.

"U-um...y-yeah. You're um, you're really hot."

"So are you. I hadn't realized how beautiful Kaitlyn's sister had gotten since I saw her last."

He saw her blush a little. "Twenty questions?"

"Have we even finished a round?"

"I'll start." She spread her legs a little and moved her finger against her crotch overtop of her panties. She rubbed slowly across where her slit was and Tyler was a little mesmerized. Pausing for a moment where her clit would be and doing a tiny circle, she leaned her head back. "What's your favorite position?"

He himself started stroking his cock (a bit awkwardly) overtop of his boxers. Since Kaitlyn only ever liked missionary, he really had to think back to what his favorite position really was. Not too sure himself but knowing he needed an answer, he thought of something. "When I'm holding them up, pinned against a wall and them clinging onto me."

She bit her lip and did long strokes now, her wet spot all too enticing for Tyler. He felt harder than he ever had with Kaitlyn. "S-so when you accidentally had me against the wall?"

'Oh shit, good call Tyler!' He thought to himself. "Was it really an accident?" He licked his lips and looked at her. His attempt at being sexy was lost, her eyes closed, deep in concentration.

"F-fuck..." She spread a little wider with one leg and pushed the other back up so she could wrap an arm around her knee while her other hand was busy. "Your turn."

"Tell me one of your fetishes."

"U-um...I'm really into...umm..." She got red in the face. She almost whispered her response. "Exhibitionism."

"What kind?"

"Y-you can't ask two questions!" She gave a weak smile, her mind too clouded with lust to even register proper emotions.

He grinned. "I know what my next question's going to be."

"Who has the better looking body? Kaitlyn or me?"

He knew he could turn the tide here -- if he gave in and told her she looked better, surely she'd be more willing to...

Wait--

Is it cheating to tell a girl she's more attractive than her sister?