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Sister leads brother astray in shared room.

"Speak to me," he said.

"I went last night to the chat room to see if you might be there; I know that you never said you would be but I wanted to talk to you, if you were there," she said in a rush.

"Anything special on your mind?" he asked quietly.

"No," she admitted, "Just the urge to talk to you."

""I like that," he answered. "So, what happened."

"Well, uh, that's the confession," she began. "You see someone named 'sluttamer' was there and wanted to chat. I told him that I was looking for my boy friend. He asked about you, and I couldn't help myself, I told him that I was your history teacher and that you were fucking me!"

He laughed at that.

She hastened on: "I know that we're, uh you're not, fucking me, I mean; but it was such a temptation and I just kind of gave in. After I told him that, which got a "Wow!" response from him, I just logged off."

"And?" he prompted her.

She blushed visibly, and he laughed:

"And you played with yourself!"

"Yes, I, uh did," she said.

"You're so special, Ms. C. A. Anderson! I have to say that," he said smiling.

"Thank you for saying that, Jason," she replied.

"But there's something that I want to do now," she said to him, and he smiled and nodded 'yes' to her. She got up and left for a few minutes.

When she came back, she was wearing the same glasses that she sometimes wore in class for teaching.

"Oh dear!" he said, seeing her, as she sat down.

"Now, Mr. Wayne," she began, in her best teacher's voice. "I was surprised the other day, when you didn't answer any of the quiz questions. I know that you are really familiar with this material, and I'm going to give you a chance now to redeem yourself. Are you ready?"

"Yes, Ms. Anderson," he said softly.

She asked the first question, and he answered it immediately. She smiled at him and said:

"Correct," she got up and moved a little way off from the computer so that he could see what she was doing and she took her shoes off. She put them on a chair. He smiled a broad smile, suspecting what this was all about.

She asked him a second question, and he answered it easily.

"Yes, of course," she said and moved away from the computer chair a bit. This time she unbuttoned and removed her blouse. All the while she was doing it, she stared at him via the computer. He was grinning broadly now.

She asked the third question and again he answered it easily. She got up from her chair again and this time she asked:

"Do you have a preference here, Mr Wayne?"

"The skirt, Ms Anderson, if you please," was his reply. She moved immediately to unbutton the side button and unzip the skirt, shaking her hips and letting the skirt slither down her hips, leaving her with a pair of pearl gray panties on, matching her bra.

"Hey," he interjected, "I thought that you didn't wear panties today!"

"I didn't," she replied with a sly grin, "Not for school, not for my Jason! But for play time here I am."

He got the next two questions correct and Carol Anne finished by taking first her bra and then her panties slowly off. When she had them off and folded on the chair with the rest of her clothes, she put her arms up in the air and said brightly:

"Mr Wayne, honey, here's the teacher!"

"Absolutely, totally worth waiting for!" he said, shaking his head in wonder.

She sat down to the computer again and said softly:

"A request: can you, will you take your clothes off?"

He looked around and said: "My Mom's around here somewhere; she's really cool but I'd better not."

"Do you mind if I pout just a little?" she asked softly.

"Well, we can't have a pouting teacher," was his response, "So here." He stood up then and unbuckled his belt, and unbuttoned his jeans, unzipping them and pushed them down to his knees. He was wearing a pair of red bikini underwear, cut for a guy but made, it seemed of nylon.

Carol Anne involuntarily squealed and then blushed and giggled!

"Quite an eruption!" he said.

"Magnificent," was her only word.

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