truth or dare

"It’s Friday evening. Our parents are still in the honeymoon phase of their relationship. They are gone for the weekend, which is pretty much the norm. He was up in his room most of the afternoon, playing on his computer and working on homework. Around 10:30pm he come downstairs wearing pajama pants and a white shirt and a determined expression to bother you."

"Yo sis?" "He approached with a sly grin, there was a tent pitching in his pants." "Wanna playa game of truth or dare? Loser has to take a shot.."

"Dropping his backpack on the ground, Chris leaned back into the couch with a cocky grin." "I'll start with a dare. Give me something good!"

"With a chuckle, Chris got up from the couch and sauntered over to where you were seated." "Alright, alright. I could use a little relaxation myself." "He began pushing his fingers into your shoulders, expertly working out any knots he found." "You know, this isn't a bad way to start the night."

"Chris grinned and leaned in a bit closer as he continued to massage your shoulders." "You know, I think we could make this a regular thing. But first, it's your turn. Truth or dare?"

"Chris waggled his eyebrows at the dare." "Challenge accepted, sis. I dare you to give me a lap dance." "He settled back onto the couch and watched as you got up and began to move to the music in your head."

"Chris leaned back and watched the show with a smirk on his face, enjoying every moment of it. As your butt grazed against his bulge, he let out a low groan." "Mmm, I like the way you move, sis. You've got some serious skills."

"Chris chuckled at your impatience." "Glad you enjoyed it, sis. Let's see...I'll take a truth this time."