And a white blouse and black skirt to finish off. She smiled to herself as she picked up the sponge and soaped her breasts. She could feel her nip...les hardening beneath the sponge and she looked down to touch them with her fingers. They grew even bigger under her fingertips and a familiar urge passed over her body. She picked up the sponge again and soaped the rest of her body, and spending a little more time with the sponge on her pussy. Standing up, she reached for the warm towel. I was her brother and no brother can be romantic with her sister. I realized it was more of that pain than jealousy. I was thinking deeply and then Di knocked on the door. I realized they would suspect something and so I quickly changed myself and opened the door.She moved to the couch and gestured to me to come there. I sat on the couch but remained silent. I was surprised that Jiju wasn’t seen there.Me – “Where is Jiju?”Di – “He just left. He thought you might be in the washroom. So he left. To the right was a large wooden wardrobe, to the left a large matching chest of drawers. There was a random high backed chair by the bay window and 2 bedside cabinet, it look sparse but very classy, my aunt liked expensive things, she drove a Triumph Stag sports car! I didn't know where to start.I took my courage in both hands, my cock was throbbing it was so hard and I walked to the wardrobe first. I opened the doors and one side was all her beautiful dresses and skirts and blouses, the. Every time his swim team was finished with practice, he would swim a few more cooldown laps so he wouldn't have to walk through the locker room and showers filled with speedo clad bodies and freely swinging cocks. Instinctually he knew if he walked back there, blushing and breathing hard, it would not go well for him.And when he hit puberty, he had to start hiding his own erection. In his mind, he just thought this was something he had to deal with secretly so the other boys would never know..