'Fiona' I said. (I had chosen the name because of a girl called Fiona who lived up our street. She was very tarty, with a fantastic figure, and always...wore lots of makeup, tight blouses, mini skirts and high heels, with her toenails painted bright red or pink). 'That's better, I'll call you Fiona from now on' said Geoff. 'In fact, why don't you get dressed for me now Fiona, and I'll make us another nice cup of tea. Be quick'. Heart pounding I went up to my room and took out my stash of clothes.. I said I like how they look and why she didn’t show it to me before.She just laughed and asked if she could buy the dress. I said that if she would wear it in front of me I was more than happy to buy it.She then turned around and asked me to undo the zipper. I did just as asked and then just as I undid it the dress slipped to her waist and I could see her naked breast in the mirror. She got really embarrassed and tried to cover it with her hands. I said she looked prettier this way and she knew. Her mind went back to what just happened between her and David. This time she allowed it to continue. Although he was a slob, he was hot. What would have happened if he kept his hand there? Was he really going to kiss her and would she have kissed him back? Would it end there? Her mind wandered to what she felt poking her in the stomach. Was that his cock? If it was it had to be at least 8 inches or more. These questions had to remain questions, he was her brother after all and that would be. ””What you have in mind?” I asked interested and excitedShe brushed one hand across my erect cock, “Oh I though a 69, maybe a bit of pegging, Allan says your wife’s said you take a good fisting.”My guts lurched, my cock and arse twitched with lust.”Um, ok.””Good follow me. Allan says the after work crowd will be here in half an hour and I have to get ready, come with me.”She lead me around the edge of the stage and into a small change room. There she stripped and the got into a little.