Amy was lying on my bed, recumbent on her side. Still in her tank top and sweats. Holy fuck. How could I even think about my younger sisters when I had that in the house. Jenna and Brianna were attractive, sure. Fuckable certainly.

Amy was so much more.

Her body was beyond belief and seeing her like this only made me remember how she'd looked the day before, completely naked. Flawless skin. Perfect breasts. The ideal feminine shape. Like they'd made coke bottles by studying her, first.

Amy leapt off the bed and put her finger to her mouth.

"I got the twins in front of a movie," Amy said,...