Your nerves consume you. You prop yourself out of the pool and walk towards the house with a feeling of shame. The risk was just too great, you don’t look back but you know Anaiz is staring at you in disbelief.
Grabbing a beer out of the fridge, you feel defeated and depressed. You turn around and there is Anaiz dripping wet still in her bikini glaring at you. Before you can say anything she slaps you. She just stands there still glaring at you, her face red from fury while yours is red from the pain of that sharp slap. Finally she walks away still in a bad mood.
You give her a minute and then follow her. She went upstairs. Every room is empty except the bathroom which is locked. Banging on the door, you demand that she speak with you. No answer comes; you can hear the shower running. Jiggling the handle you try to get in there. Reaching into you back pocket, you pull out your wallet and grab one of your credit cards.
You are able to unlock the door and you walk in, closing the door behind you. Hot steam fills the room, Anaiz always preferred unusually hot showers. The fogged glass doors do not allow you to see inside. So you pull the doors open and are shocked by what you see.
Anaiz is still in her bikini. She is using her hands to brace herself against a wall as Will pumps his dick into her from behind. His hands cupping her breasts through her swimsuit. Her bikini bottom is pulled down wrapped around her legs just above the knees. Will pumps his cock in and out of her shaved pussy in slow, powerful thrusts. Your little sister moans in ecstasy. This time you don’t interrupt. You close the shower doors with out their noticing and you walk away.
You head downstairs and cross your mother, she notices you look depressed.
‘What’s wrong?” She asks.
“Nothing.” You reply and smile. “Oh…but there’s no shampoo upstairs and Anaiz is showering, she asked if you could bring her some.” You tell your mother.
“Okay I’ll stop by right now.” She says.
You pick up your beer in the kitchen and take a sip waiting for…
“AAAAAaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!” Your mother screams.
A smirk comes across your face. ‘Today wasn’t a complete failure’ you think to yourself.
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