“You know, we probably didn't need to make up a story to get him here."

I mused. "I could have just said ‘Amber wants you to come over so she can seduce you' and he would have been here right away.”

The impish blonde just sidled up closer to me and started running her hands down my chest. "But if you did that..." She sank to her knees and began unfastening my jeans.

“We wouldn't have time for this.”

I couldn't argue with her logic. I had to admit, the idea of watching

Amber get royally fucked had some twisted part of my mind rather excited. It would be like watching porn, only live and with people you actually knew. And I really wanted to see this woman I loved get the pleasure from her little fantasy.

Amber was already licking my growing erection from base to head when I groaned and said, “I still can't believe E-Beth agreed to this."

Amber kissed the tip and paused long enough to shrug and say, “She couldn't really say ‘'no.' She knows I've been her brother's fantasy for years..." And then Amber's mouth descended around my prick.

I groaned in pleasure and rubbed her head. "Yeah, but she still had to get out of house - far, far away from here and away from the idea of her brother having sex with you. I don't think she's coming home tonight, just in case."

Amber grinned with my cock still stretching her mouth. She popped off and giggled, "More time for me to play... with BOTH of you!"

I leaned back across the bed, my arms folded behind me as a headrest while I looked into the opening to the vanity area.

“It just occurred to me. How come when I had my little fantasy moment with Cherys, I had to do the full-blown romantic date thing and Eric just has to come over and drop his pants?"

Amber was finishing the Last touches on her hair in the mirror, wearing just a simple bathrobe that was unbelted and thus exposed a wide expanse of her cleavage down the middle, including both nipples. My question was directed towards the reflection of her tits in the mirror.

She cocked her head to the side. "Girl's fantasy... guy's fantasy.

You've got to sweep a girl off her feet to put her in the perfect mood.

Guys just want the girl to walk up half-naked and beg to fuck them."

I nodded to her tits. "Makes sense."

Amber caught my gaze and rolled her eyes.

“Okay... I'm putting them away now." But first, she dropped the robe and let me ogle her in all her naked glory. Then she moved in front of her closet and began to fish out a VERY enticing lingerie set I was intimately familiar with.

The white thong panties went on first, the crotch just barely big enough to cover her slit and cut low enough to expose Amber's closely trimmed blonde patch. Then came the lacy white bra, the netting sheer enough to expose her nipples and with a little white bowtie front-enclosure. Last was a short, white silk robe left open from throat to tails. With her hair piled up and the all-white ensemble, she looked like an angel.

Eric's perfect dream girl.

Lastly, we set the mood. Amber had chosen this time specifically because the afternoon Light would come through her window at just the right angle. When the curtains were pulled closed except for the Last two feet, shining rays would pierce through and spotlight her place on the bed, illuminating her and her alone. Several candles were spotted around the room, and a special mp3 mix was set softly from my computer speakers. There would be no doubt as to what it all meant.

Amber had been flirting with Eric for the entire first quarter, subtly weaving her web of seduction under the guise of flirting just for the fun of it. Eric was only too happy to get whatever attention he could.

He rarely visited when E-Beth wasn't home, but in the last few weeks, he'd started dropping by without purpose just to see if he could bask in Amber's glow.

I knew Eric would be ready and willing. And Amber had built up this day in her head enough to get rather excited herself. But just when we finished all the settings, she turned and looked at me with an uncharacteristically nervous expression on her face.