Robert Haill - His Sexpot Sis

"What are you thinking about, Jodi?"

"Nothing special," she lied, for she was thinking of the time she had burst into the bathroom only a year ago and her father had come out of the shower naked. As they faced each other his cock grew hard and his hand moved toward it and stopped, and he shouted at her for barging in on him. Even then she had realized that she excited him and that he thought sexually about her. But that was as far as it went.

"Jodi, don't tell me I'm imaging it. There is someone at the house. I can hear them coming down the drive." He sat up and pushed her head from his lap.

"Oh, and I was nice and comfortable," she complained.

He lay on his stomach, pulling her down next to him so they could peer through the bushes.

"You're too nervous, Shawn," she started.

"Shhhhhh! Look. It's a man coming down the side of the house carrying a bag. He looks like a workman," he gasped. "Now he's knocking on the back door. Don't make a sound and he might go away," he gulped.

"I can see him," she whispered, then giggled noisily.

"Quiet," he hissed. "For God's sake, what are you doing? Are you mad? Get down, Jodi, he'll see you."

"I don't care," she said rising to her feet. "It could be very interesting. You stay and watch."

"But, Jodi. You're naked… “

With a toss of her head Jodi strolled out from behind the bushes.

"Jodi, come back here," he cried, but it was too late. She was striding brazenly toward the house and the man could not help but see her and he was standing at the back door with his mouth gaping wide open as she came toward him.

"Stupid little slut," snarled Shawn. She'd get them both into trouble. What the hell was she up to?

Jodi swung across the lawn and waved at the man who was standing rooted to the spot. As she reached him, she recognized him as the same plumber who had been to the house before. Vaguely she remembered his name was Edward or Edwin or something like that. He was beaming all over his silly face like he had never seen a young naked girl before."

"Come to look at your pipes, he said as a way of introduction and his eyes shot all over her.

"Edward, isn't it?" she smiled warmly and stopped a few feet from him.

"Yes, that's right," he mumbled.

"I'm Jodi. I'm afraid mummy and daddy are away and won't be back for a few days, but you can still do whatever it was that you came to do," she finished, her eyes laughing at him.

"Good. I haven't much to do," he swallowed not taking his eyes from her young, swelling tits.

"Do you need to go into the house, Edward?"

"Yes, the bathroom. I could come back later, though."

"No. It's all right, really it is."

He followed her into the house, staring at her quivering buttocks bouncing in front of him.

"I might even be able to give you a hand," she called over her shoulder. Turning in to the bathroom, she faced him and looked him straight into his eyes as she leaned up against the wall, her eyelashes fluttering innocently.

Shawn crouched behind the bushes waiting for her to come back. She didn't know what she was doing. What on earth was keeping her? Didn't she realize what could happen, or didn't she care?

"Been doing a little of sun bathing," mumbled Edward, as he dropped his bag of tools on the floor and pretended to inspect the hot water tank.

"Yes. I can put some clothes on, though, if I'm distracting you!" she said gently.

"No, you're not distracting me," he gulped as she squatted down next to him and her red twat gaped open. His eyes fixed on a dribble of cum oozing down the inside of her leg. He started to sweat. She had made it quite clear that her parents were away and she was probably on her own. It looked to him like she was just begging to be fucked. He found a wrench in his bag and tightened a large nut on a pipe leading to the sink. But it was dangerous to touch her till she made her intentions absolutely clear. He flung the wrench back in to the bag and smiled at her.

"You slut, Jodi," snarled Shawn grinding his teeth. He'd have to go after her to see what she was up to. He bent double and crept around the bushes. Now he was out in the open and he raced across the lawn, expecting that at any moment the man would come out of the house. He reached the back door out of breath but he didn't go in. Instead he moved around the side of the house looking through the windows. Now he heard voices and he stood on his toes and managed to look through the bathroom window. He saw Jodi sitting on her haunches talking to the man squatting opposite her, and they were both chatting like they were old friends. The man's eyes were eating Jodi up and she appeared to be enjoying it.

"You're married and you say you have two children, a girl and a boy, Edward," said Jodi. "But you don't look old enough."

"I'm twenty-seven. How old are you, Jodi?"

"Eighteen, hot and bored," she said boldly, and her red lips pouted.

"Bored! A pretty thing like you."

"There's just nothing to do," she said blinking her big eyes. "I'm so glad you came, for company, Edward. Can you stay a little while?"

"Yes," he choked. "I'm my own boss," he said proudly, "I can stay for as long as you want." He dropped his hand on her knee.

"I'm so glad, Edward."

His hand slid along and dropped between her parted legs and touched her moist twat.

"It's awful being alone," she sighed.

He nodded and slid his index finger up into her cunt and twirled it around.

"Shall we go into the lounge, Edward, where it's more comfortable and we can relax. I could get you a drink!" She rose to her feet and moved away from him and his finger slid from her slit reluctantly.

Shawn heard every word and he couldn't believe his ears. He was livid and at the same time he was panic-stricken. She had made it perfectly clear that she was going to give herself to the stranger to do with what he liked. He moved away from the window and gingerly hobbled over the rough ground to the lounge room, not wanting to let her out of his sight.

"I bet you're awfully hot in those heavy overalls, Edward. Why don't you take them off and make yourself more comfortable," said Jodi as she took him into the lounge. "While you're doing that I'll get you a drink. How does a cold beer sound?"

"Out of this world," grinned Edward, knowing he had guessed right. The hot little bitch was going to let him take her and it was just what he needed. He didn't need to be told twice take his clothes off. She wanted a good screwing, any fool could see that. It wasn't every day he came across a randy young girl needing cock so bad. All these things tumbled through his mind as he climbed out of his work clothes.

Shawn peered through the lounge room window and saw the stranger taking off his clothes. He was big and fat but that wasn't what took his eye. As the man climbed out of his underwear, his heavy cock sprung up like a pipe wrench. It was enormous…

"I'm coming, Edward," called Jodi.

Shawn gulped. She'd never be able to take that. She didn't know what she was letting herself in for. He should go in and stop it all before it was too late. But he didn't; he stayed at the window, fascinated.

"Ooohhh, Edward," simpered Jodi coming into the lounge and bringing over a glass of beer. She set it down on the table.

"You did say undress," said Edward smugly, posing for her to get a good look at him.

"Yes, I did," she gulped. His prick was much longer, much fatter than Shawn's. Edward had a black mat of hair running down his chest to apex around his huge urging donger. Shawn had no hair on his chest. Edward's ball bag was like a cow's udder…

Shawn gnawed the flesh on the inside of his mouth as he saw Jodi go over to the man and stand next to him to have her tits squeezed. Then she moved away and moved toward the window like she knew he was out there watching. Maybe the bitch was going to draw the curtains so he couldn't see what was going on! No, instead she partly opened the window and went back to the man. She knew he was there, watching, and she wanted him to hear what was going on as well, the whore.