My Little Sister Sophie (Parts 1 & 2)

Part 1

My name is Dave, I’m single, 25 and I live on my own in a house which doubles as a photography studio. I’m also a self-employed photographer.
I was on my way home from a photo shoot recently, when I decided to call in to my parents and say hello. I had my own set of keys and let myself in but no one was home. I sat in the kitchen, made a coffee and waited for someone to come home as I had no plans for the rest of the day and I hadn’t seen my family for a while. Just as I was wondering if anyone was going to come home at all, I heard a key in the front door. The door opened and my little sister, Sophie came in, dressed in her school uniform.
Sophie was 16 and is one of the nicest people I know. She’s always happy, she always cheers other people up and in general she’s just a pleasure to be around.
‘Hey soph’ I said as she came into the kitchen.
‘Hey bro!’ she squealed and jumped onto my lap to give me a big hug.
My sister Sophie and I had always got on very well. We had no other brothers or sisters, so over the years we became very close and she always called me a ‘proper big brother’, because I always looked out for her.
‘Where are mom and dad?’ I asked as she jumped up from my lap to grab herself a coffee.
While she stood at the counter, I noticed how short her school skirt was. I remembered loving girls that wore short skirts when I was in school. I also noticed that her legs were slender and, for a petite girl, very long too.
‘Is this fresh?’ she asked.
‘Yep, two minutes ago’ I replied.
‘Er… I can’t remember where they said they were going to be honest’ said Sophie as she took her first sip of coffee.
‘And I suppose you don’t know what time they’ll be back?’
‘Nope, sorry’.
‘No worries’ I said and we went on to have a conversation about what she had been up to lately. Not much, apparently. All the usual stuff that a teenager gets up to!
‘Well, if you don’t know when they’re gonna be back, then I’ll just head home I suppose. Tell them I called in and ask mom to ring me if she wants.’
‘Ok bro, no problem. Before you go, I was wondering… could I come around some time and get you to take some nice shots of me?’
‘Yeah, of course sis. What for?’
‘Oh, no reason really. I just want to have some good photos of myself. I’ll probably just put them on Facebook to begin with.’
‘Well, ok, if you want to, that’s no problem. I’m free this weekend if you want to come over? In fact, do you want to stay over this weekend? It’s been ages since you stayed over. We can get a few movies, lots of munchies and totally veg out for the weekend. What do ya say?’
‘Wow!’ said Sophie, clearly excited. ‘That’s a great idea, it’s been, like, a year or two since I stayed! I hope mom and dad let me.’
‘Don’t you worry about mom and dad, I’ll give them a call. Just be ready to go straight after school on Friday!’
‘Ok, cool. I can’t wait!’ she said with a little jump of excitement.
I said goodbye, got into my car and started to drive home. On the drive home my mind drifted to Sophie’s legs when she was at the kitchen counter. I thought again about how slender and sexy… oh my god… I realised I was thinking about how sexy my little sister’s legs were! ‘What the fuck is wrong with me’ I thought to myself and shook the thought from my mind. My thoughts then went to the glamour shoot I would be doing tomorrow. A cute, little brunette who is trying to launch a modeling career of sorts! She was due around in the early morning, so I needed to get a good sleep.
The next morning I awoke, with a fresh, clear mind. My model arrived on time and we sat down for a coffee. We chatted about the type of pictures she wanted and I showed her some examples of previous work I had done. She basically wanted some classy nude shots for her portfolio. After showing her my previous work, she pointed out a few pictures that she liked and said she wanted something similar.