You close the bathroom door deciding to let your sister finish her shower alone.
You can smell toast burning downstairs, so you'll probably have to make your own from scratch.
“Took you quite a long time to close that door, Dani. Checking in on your brother to make sure he’s “Ok” in there, hmm?” You turned to see your stepdad, George, staring at you with a wry look on his face.
George was dressed in a pair of pajama pants, an old college t-shirt, and a bathrobe. He is a bear of a man. In fact, it wasn’t until your last growth spurt that you were able to reach all the way around his chest to hug him. He wasn’t particularly built, just… big. He had red hair and a red beard which was quite scraggly at the moment. He was about 45, and his hair was just starting to gray around the edges.
George took the three of you in when your mother passed away, he has been a true father you, though you aren’t actually related at all. Your real father ran off on the three of you just after Rachel was born.
“Oh, no no no. Robert’s downstairs making breakfast, Rachel’s in the shower.” You say immediately, not wanting your stepdad to think that you were peeking on your slimy brother. It was only after a moment that you realized that you had not necessarily improved the situation.
“I see, so it was your sister you were taking a few extra moments to observe in the shower? That’s interesting. You know, if there is anything you want to talk about, you don’t have to hide anything from me.” A gently mocking tone in his voice.
“I… uhh… was just asking her how much longer she’d be, she said she was going to be in for a while longer…” you lied unconvincingly.
Just then your sister emerged from the bathroom with a towel around her waist, one arm draped carelessly over her chest, and the other hand holding up the towel, which was entirely too heavy for her slight hips to hold up by themselves.
“Oops, sorry, didn’t realize we were having a family meeting out here in front of the bathroom. What’s the topic for the day?” As she was talking, you could see that her tiny brown right nipple was completely visible through the fingers of her hand. Your stepdad, who should have been used to this kind of thing by now, was obviously frazzled. You could see the front of his pajamas starting to tent before he decided to wrap the bathrobe around him a little more tightly. Even through the robe you could see that he was not doing a terribly good job mastering his libido.
“We were just discussing your sister’s habit of checking in on people in the shower instead of knocking and talking through the door.” You father was desperately trying to deflect attention from his own embarrassing situation.
“Ahh, that was you there giving me the chills was it? If I’d known it was you I’d have given you a bit of a show. Well, time to get changed for school.” She turned back down the hall towards her room, getting to steps before letting her hands fall to her sides. Immediately the towel fell to the ground, revealing her flawless, petite little butt as it shuffled down the hallway.
“Ugh… at least she didn’t bend to pick it up” Your father mumbled to himself, apparently forgetting that you were still there. He had let his bathrobe fall back open and the protrusion in the front of his pants was still sticking out a good 7-8 inches. It might not even be full on. You caught yourself staring before your father could notice.
“I’d better start getting ready for school.” Involuntarily you were starting to feel a little hot under the band of your sweatpants, and decided it was time to move on.
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