O.C.C. - This is my very first attempt at role-playing so hopefully I won’t embarrass myself. Also, I hope someone will join in and take up the role of “Becky” or else my very first role-play experience will be entirely one sided. Also, since this is my first role-playing attempt then I’m open to suggestion from others on how I could improve this new-found hobby of mine. 
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To say I was morbidly surprised when my older brother asked me to meet his fiancé’s family is a complete understatement. My brother had always been a “love and leave her” type of guy that never seemed to be with one woman longer than a month at a time. Now up out of the blue, he’s asking me to meet his fiancé?! All I could think about as I was driving over to his apartment was that he was playing some sort of twisted joke that only he would find funny. Either that, or he had butchered yet another slang term in his desperate attempt to not appear to be aging. At the age 35, my brother isn’t exactly the oldest man walking the earth. However, when your younger brother (me) is over 10 years younger than you, then I can only guess he was feeling old.
“Well, this is it…” was all I could think as I knocked on the door.
“There you are! We’ve been waiting forever. Geez bro, what happened? Get stopped at every light on your way?” said my brother.
We?!, did he just say we? How many women is he engaged to in?! I still didn’t know quite what to make of this situation, but I gladly made myself at home by reserving my coat at the door, grabbing a nice frosty soda, and parking myself on the luxury sofa as I awaited what apparently would be several introductions.
“This is my beautiful fiancé Elishia” my brother proudly proclaimed.
Ahh, so it was just one woman after all. Pfft, my elderly brother must have found a new slang to butcher. When will he learn that age is just a number and that he’s still cool to me? Things progressed rather smoothly for a solid half hour. Elishia was a very delightful woman to converse with, and it was clearly evident by the look in both parties eyes that my brother had actually found someone that he could love. I was genially happy for him. Then I heard the words that had me mentally driving in reverse to the entire “we” thinking from earlier that day:
“Mom, I’m back” called an unidentified voice.
Elishia fixed that problem though, as she proudly introduced me to her only daughter, Rebecca. Rebecca, or Becky for short, was a 19-year-old high school graduate that decided to put off going to college for a few years so that she could assert her independence and take the real word on by the horns. Of course, I’m not entirely sure how assertive a 19-year-old could be when she was still living at home with her mom.
It turned out that Becky was as much of a delight to be around as her mom. At 19, she was old enough to not be bothered by the thought of her mom re-marring, while at the same time came off as witty, charming, and kind of sexy. At first, I was a blind to how sexy Becky truly was, but that was all about to change…
My brother and his new fiancé sat on the sofa in the middle of the room, I sat in the matching sofa chair to the left, and Becky sat on the matching love seat sofa directly opposite of me. The four of us engaged in small talk for a few minutes, and then we started watching a movie. Everyone was into the movie so much so that no one was talking, no one was eating, nor drinking. All eyes were glued on the television set.
I had an itch on my leg, so I temporarily diverted my eyes from the movie and on my leg as I scratched. I then looked up, and saw a site that damn near made my cock rip out of my pants. As mentioned earlier, Becky was sitting directly across the room from me, eyes glued on the television. It was warmer weather so Becky was attired in a tight fitting T-shirt and some loose fitting shorts. However, the way she was positioned on the love seat, I could see up those loose shorts and was getting a mouth watering glimpse at her panties.
“Wait, wait, wait, stop it!” was all I could think to myself. Here I was looking up the shorts of my brother’s fiancé’s daughter. This was wrong on so many levels. However, I just couldn’t stop myself from taking the occasional peek. So again, I started to mentally access the situation. “Well, she is of legal age, and we aren’t related at all so it would be no different than looking at any other girl. She’s 19 and I’m only on the verge of 25 so the age difference isn’t that drastic. Plus, she was a very beautiful young woman". Eventually the evil side of me won out, as I couldn’t help but think “what’s the harm in just looking? The view is there, it’d be a shame for it not be enjoyed by someone”. I have always been a huge fan of up skirts/voyeurism so this was right up my alley. So by god, on this day I was going to be that someone!
After several quick glares I was came to the conclusion that she must be wearing normal style panties. I didn’t have the best view in the world, but the they didn’t seem to taper down into a narrower design the way thongs do. This pleased me as I always have enjoyed normal panties over thongs. I like the tease. A girl in a thong has no tease, and might as well be naked in my opinion. I also noticed that the cloth was a light pink, and the trim around the edges was of the same color only a darker shade. There was also some sort of pattern on her panties, but I just couldn’t make it out with my quick glances. So even though the chances of getting caught staring was relatively large, I took one long look that had to last a good 30 seconds or longer. But I sill couldn’t make out the pattern, I just wasn’t exposed to enough cloth at my current angle. Disappointed, I looked up to take in the full view…
It was at this time that my skipped several beats. For when I looked up, I saw Becky’s eyes looking right at me. I thought for sure she would tell on me, call me a pervert, or at the very least give me a disgusted, face-scrunched-up type of face. But to my surprise, all she did was smile at me. She glanced over at her mom and my brother, and then shifted in love seat a bit so that she was more in a laying position, and promptly spread her legs even further apart giving me a view that words can’t do justice too….
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To say I was morbidly surprised when my older brother asked me to meet his fiancé’s family is a complete understatement. My brother had always been a “love and leave her” type of guy that never seemed to be with one woman longer than a month at a time. Now up out of the blue, he’s asking me to meet his fiancé?! All I could think about as I was driving over to his apartment was that he was playing some sort of twisted joke that only he would find funny. Either that, or he had butchered yet another slang term in his desperate attempt to not appear to be aging. At the age 35, my brother isn’t exactly the oldest man walking the earth. However, when your younger brother (me) is over 10 years younger than you, then I can only guess he was feeling old.
“Well, this is it…” was all I could think as I knocked on the door.
“There you are! We’ve been waiting forever. Geez bro, what happened? Get stopped at every light on your way?” said my brother.
We?!, did he just say we? How many women is he engaged to in?! I still didn’t know quite what to make of this situation, but I gladly made myself at home by reserving my coat at the door, grabbing a nice frosty soda, and parking myself on the luxury sofa as I awaited what apparently would be several introductions.
“This is my beautiful fiancé Elishia” my brother proudly proclaimed.
Ahh, so it was just one woman after all. Pfft, my elderly brother must have found a new slang to butcher. When will he learn that age is just a number and that he’s still cool to me? Things progressed rather smoothly for a solid half hour. Elishia was a very delightful woman to converse with, and it was clearly evident by the look in both parties eyes that my brother had actually found someone that he could love. I was genially happy for him. Then I heard the words that had me mentally driving in reverse to the entire “we” thinking from earlier that day:
“Mom, I’m back” called an unidentified voice.
Elishia fixed that problem though, as she proudly introduced me to her only daughter, Rebecca. Rebecca, or Becky for short, was a 19-year-old high school graduate that decided to put off going to college for a few years so that she could assert her independence and take the real word on by the horns. Of course, I’m not entirely sure how assertive a 19-year-old could be when she was still living at home with her mom.
It turned out that Becky was as much of a delight to be around as her mom. At 19, she was old enough to not be bothered by the thought of her mom re-marring, while at the same time came off as witty, charming, and kind of sexy. At first, I was a blind to how sexy Becky truly was, but that was all about to change…
My brother and his new fiancé sat on the sofa in the middle of the room, I sat in the matching sofa chair to the left, and Becky sat on the matching love seat sofa directly opposite of me. The four of us engaged in small talk for a few minutes, and then we started watching a movie. Everyone was into the movie so much so that no one was talking, no one was eating, nor drinking. All eyes were glued on the television set.
I had an itch on my leg, so I temporarily diverted my eyes from the movie and on my leg as I scratched. I then looked up, and saw a site that damn near made my cock rip out of my pants. As mentioned earlier, Becky was sitting directly across the room from me, eyes glued on the television. It was warmer weather so Becky was attired in a tight fitting T-shirt and some loose fitting shorts. However, the way she was positioned on the love seat, I could see up those loose shorts and was getting a mouth watering glimpse at her panties.
“Wait, wait, wait, stop it!” was all I could think to myself. Here I was looking up the shorts of my brother’s fiancé’s daughter. This was wrong on so many levels. However, I just couldn’t stop myself from taking the occasional peek. So again, I started to mentally access the situation. “Well, she is of legal age, and we aren’t related at all so it would be no different than looking at any other girl. She’s 19 and I’m only on the verge of 25 so the age difference isn’t that drastic. Plus, she was a very beautiful young woman". Eventually the evil side of me won out, as I couldn’t help but think “what’s the harm in just looking? The view is there, it’d be a shame for it not be enjoyed by someone”. I have always been a huge fan of up skirts/voyeurism so this was right up my alley. So by god, on this day I was going to be that someone!
After several quick glares I was came to the conclusion that she must be wearing normal style panties. I didn’t have the best view in the world, but the they didn’t seem to taper down into a narrower design the way thongs do. This pleased me as I always have enjoyed normal panties over thongs. I like the tease. A girl in a thong has no tease, and might as well be naked in my opinion. I also noticed that the cloth was a light pink, and the trim around the edges was of the same color only a darker shade. There was also some sort of pattern on her panties, but I just couldn’t make it out with my quick glances. So even though the chances of getting caught staring was relatively large, I took one long look that had to last a good 30 seconds or longer. But I sill couldn’t make out the pattern, I just wasn’t exposed to enough cloth at my current angle. Disappointed, I looked up to take in the full view…
It was at this time that my skipped several beats. For when I looked up, I saw Becky’s eyes looking right at me. I thought for sure she would tell on me, call me a pervert, or at the very least give me a disgusted, face-scrunched-up type of face. But to my surprise, all she did was smile at me. She glanced over at her mom and my brother, and then shifted in love seat a bit so that she was more in a laying position, and promptly spread her legs even further apart giving me a view that words can’t do justice too….
