" Thanks for calling it big," I joked, "but it looks even bigger when it is standing straight up." It's impressive enough when you are standing." But ...ot as impressive," I corrected. I was oddly feeling very proud of my cock."And you are going to be hard?" she asked."Three teenage girls want to look at a cock. Why wouldn't I be hard?" You're a guy," she sighed."And I'll make sure you know it once the girls leave." Promises, promises," she teased."I better get ready," I said."They're not going. Reg slumped into a kitchen chair and held her head in her hands. I stepped forward and put my arms around her. She seemed surprised but returned the hug after a moment."Stay as long as you like," I told her."Thanks, little bro," she said.I'd known Reg since we were 8 years old. We were the same age ... our parents, both divorcees, had married and suddenly we were family. Having been an only child up until that point, I was delighted to have a sibling, even if it was a girl.We had gotten along. My snacks were laid on the bed with a few drinks laying nearby. She had texted me a little earlier to make sure I was still around to hang out. I texted her back to ask if she wanted me to pick her up or if she had a ride. When she messaged me back, she replied that she did have a ride and she'd be over in about fifteen minutes.She arrived wearing a nice dress down tank top and jean shorts. Her breasts were only being held by the tank top. I could see her nipples poking through. She had told me. I saw this as a chance to get close to her and maybe bang my crush too. I was sitting opposite her on the table, sipping coffee. I shared her about my job and everything. When I told her that I’m single, she gave a thoughtful glance.Sharon: Sarfaraz, when are you planning to get married?Me: Mam, why? Do I look old?Sharon: Not like that, but a beautiful dream girl must be waiting for you.Me: Mam, I don’t believe in all these dream girls and all. Whatever comes, let’s enjoy life. And mam, since.