Two Sisters_(0)

My alarm went off that morning. I rolled over, hit snooze, and fell back asleep. Moments later I heard my father banging on the door.

“Emma, wake up! It’s time for school!” shouted my father.

I slowly stood up with lethargy, walking unstably towards the bathroom door in my room. I grabbed my towel and entered my bathroom. I turned the water on in the shower so it would be warm, then stripped my pajamas off and glanced at my nice body in the mirror and stepped in the shower.

I let the water run over my body for a few minutes as I was becoming more awake. After standing for a few minutes, I grabbed my razor and shaved my legs, armpits, and pubic hair. I loved the feeling of shaving and the clean feeling after words.

I washed my body with soap, then my hair with shampoo followed by conditioner. When I was finished with my shower, I stepped out, dried myself off, and again looked in the mirror at my recently shaven pussy.

I was always pleased with my figure. My breasts were not too large but not too small; a perfect C cup. I also had and exemplary hourglass figure.

I dried my blond hair with my towel and went back into my room to get dressed. I threw on a blue jean skirt, which was barely school appropriate, and a nice yellow tank top, which also had to be school appropriate.

Upon getting dressed, and idea popped into my head. This certain idea was prevalent before but was never exercised. I decided that I was going to wear a skirt with no underwear underneath.

I pulled the panties off that I had placed on before and out them away. I headed downstairs to get breakfast. Even though I was sure no body could see up my skirt, I felt that everybody knew. That is just the average feeling someone gets when they know they are doing something wrong.

Mom gave me breakfast. When I was finished eating, I put up my dishes and told my sister, Megan that we had better get going. She was only thirteen as I was sixteen, so we did not go to the same school.

I had my own car and a driver’s license at sixteen. It was fun, but I also had to drag my sister everywhere for my parents. Every morning I dropped her off at the middle school and then I drove to the high school.

The school day passed. I was becoming hornier thinking about the fact that I did not have underwear on. It was also quite a nice draft.


The end of the day had come and I was anxious to get home and take care of business, if you know what I mean. I left the high school and drove towards the middle school to pick up my little sister.