A NEW LIFE
Chapter 8

It had been 3 days since Karen's “spanking day” when she didn't get spanked because her brother was home. She had been rubbing herself as her mind played a scenario where she was stripped in front of either a boy or, more often, him. As embarrassing as that could be, it always excited her and she climaxed easily.

As good as it felt to make herself orgasm, It wasn't as good as when she orgasmed when spanked. Something seemed to happen to her when he looked at her when she was naked. The spanking did things to her body she didn't understand and they were good things, even if they embarrassed her. Just having him see her naked seemed to excite her though.

Karen was feeling randy. She couldn't really parade around naked so he could see her and she knew he wouldn't spank her with her brother home, or at least she hoped so. Maybe there was a way though. She went into the bathroom, grabbed a facecloth, and wet it down with hot water. It was almost too hot, but she managed to hold it on her face. Karen repeated it a few more times until her face looked flush and felt warm. She then dried her face off and went downstairs.

He was sitting on the couch watching TV and didn't pay much attention to her as she walked into the kitchen. Knowing her temperature couldn't be taken with any accuracy if she had been drinking water, she made herself a glass of ice water and walked back into the living room drinking it.

He looked up when she walked back into the living room. “Are you OK? Your face is flushed,” he asked.

“Not really. I don't feel well,” she answered trying her best to sound sick.

“Come here,” he told her and she walked over to where he was sitting. His hand went to her forehead. “You feel warm. I wish you had said something before you got some ice water. You feel like you may have a fever, but I can't take your temperature now.”

“Um... You still can,” Karen corrected.

“Not after drinking ice water I can't,” he countered.

“Um... It's kinda embarrassing, but I guess you've already seen me anyway. Sometimes my mother takes it in my butt,” she answered, blushing even though it was what she wanted.

“You OK doing it that way?” he questioned. Karen lowered her eyes, but nodded. “The thermometer is in the medicine cabinet in the bathroom, right?” he asked and she nodded. “Sit on the couch while I go get it,” he told her as he stood and walked away.

He returned after a short time. “OK, how do I do this?” he asked as he sat down next to her.

“You just stick it in, wait about 5 minutes, then read it,” she mumbled, embarrassed about answering.

“How far in?” he questioned.

Karen took the thermometer from him and, slightly irritated, held the tip between her fingers. “Hold it like this, put it all the way in, and just hold it.”

“OK,” he acknowledged. “I guess you should get ready?”

Karen stood up and dropped her shorts to her feet, blushing as she did. It was strange that she blushed because she was doing what she wanted to do, but was blushing anyway. She stepped out of her shorts, then pushed her panties down stepping out of them as well. For a moment she stood in front of him. He was looking at her nakedness making her pussy wet.

Not wanting to be too obvious, she laid belly down across his lap and stretched out on the couch. Her face flushed as her legs parted enough for him to see between them, but hopefully not enough that he would realize what she was doing. She felt her ass cheeks being parted and knew he was looking at her asshole. Karen felt the thermometer ease into her and then felt his fingers, which were holding the thermometer, touch her.

Karen could feel the thermometer inside her and, in her mind, she visualized what he must be seeing. Her legs were open enough that she knew he could see the slit between her legs. Her ass was bare so he could see that and, with a thermometer in it, he could also see her asshole. It should have embarrassed her, but she liked him seeing her.

“Whatcha doing?” she heard Todd ask making her jump.

“Hold still! I don't want the thermometer to break,” he whispered to her. “I'm taking your sister's temperature,” he said to Todd.

“In her butt?” Todd gasped.

“Yes in her butt. Now unless you want to get spanked when I'm done I suggest you go up to your room and give her some privacy!” he snapped.

Karen heard him run up the stairs. “I'm so embarrassed,” she muttered.

“Don't be. He's gone now. I told you before that living with a brother you are bound to be seen by him. You will probably see him as well,” he comforted.

It took a few moments for her to settle after being seen by her brother, but she did relax and her mind went back to what was being done to her. His free hand was on her ass cheek and he was slowly rubbing it. Without realizing it her legs opened more hoping the hand would slink down to her pussy, which was begging to be rubbed.

Karen's mind was buzzing. She had no pants on, her legs were apart showing off her pussy, and he had pushed something in to her ass. Worse was she wanted him to and loved him doing it. She could feel her pussy getting wetter by the minute.

All too soon she felt him pull the thermometer from her ass and, after a moment, announced, “Well, you don't have a fever. Why don't you go up to your room and lay down and see if you feel better later.”

Karen stood up and faced him. That compelling feeling to have him look at her naked was still controlling her. She knew her pussy was wet and he could probably see the shininess of it. She just stood there for a few moments as he looked at her body. A sudden feeling of awkwardness came over her and she turned and headed for the stairs.

“You going to put your shorts on?” he asked.

She giggled as she turned and walked back to her discarded clothing. She almost didn't bother putting on panties, but wasn't sure what he would think if she didn't, so picked them up and stepped into them. Her wet pussy was begging for attention so she just picked up her shorts without putting them on.

“Take this with you and wash it off,” he told her holding out the thermometer.

Karen took the thermometer and headed up the stairs. She had just gotten to her door when she heard Todd ask, “Are you OK?”

“Yes, I'm fine. I didn't get spanked or anything. I just had my temperature taken,” she answered.

“It didn't hurt?” he questioned.

“No. Come on in and close the door so he doesn't hear,” she told her brother. He followed her into her room and closed the door behind him. “It doesn't hurt at all,” she repeated.

“It doesn't? Didn't he put it in your butt?” he asked again.

“Yes he did and no, it doesn't hurt,” she again repeated. “Take your pants off and I'll show you,” Karen offered.

“I don't want to,” Todd shyly replied.

“I'm just going to show you what it feels like. You saw me doing it and I've already seen you anyway. I promise it doesn't hurt. Just do it. Pull your pants down and lay on my bed. I'll put it in, then take it out so you know what it feels like,” she urged, but he didn't move. “You saw me, so it's only fair you do it too,” she pushed.

Todd hesitated, then his hands went to his belt. He unzipped his jeans and then pushed them to his knees. He struggled a little, but crawled up onto her bed face down. His underwear was still on. “I gotta pull your underwear down,” Karen warned as her hands went to the waistband and she pulled down, exposing his ass. He was still laying on his belly and didn't lift at all, so they lowered some in the front, but didn't go all the way down.

“OK, just relax. Here goes,” she muttered as her fingers parted his ass cheeks exposing his asshole. It was the first time she had ever seen one closeup, except for looking at herself with a mirror, but this was different. Her pussy started to get wet again. She took the thermometer, aimed it at his puckered opening, and pushed. It slid in easier than she expected and in her mind she felt a thermometer going into her.

Todd didn't move at all. Karen stared at his asshole with the thermometer embedded into it. Her pussy was almost dripping. “See? It doesn't hurt, does it?” she asked softly.

“No. It feels weird,” he whispered, still not moving at all.

Karen's pussy was screaming for attention. Her body needed to orgasm. She pulled the thermometer out of his ass. He reached down pulling up his underwear, then rolled onto his back. Karen saw the unmistakable bulge of his stiff cock barely covered by his underwear when he rolled. “You got a boner,” she muttered.

Todd's face turned red and his hands covered his member. “Sorry,” he muttered.

“It's OK. I know boys get boners and you're a boy, so naturally you get them. It's no big deal,” she comforted. His blush faded some, but his hands remained covering him. “Can I see it?” Karen whispered.

“No!” Todd gasped.

“It's no big deal. I just want to see it. If you let me I'll let you see me... I'll even go first,” she urged. Todd seemed to think about it, but didn't move and still hadn't said more. “If I take my underwear off, will you do it?” she offered.

He thought a bit longer, then nodded. Karen suddenly got nervous. He had already seen her, but she didn't have a choice then. She sort of regretted her offer, but it was too late now. Slowly Karen stood up and faced him. Her hands went to the waistband of her panties. She knew if she hesitated she'd chicken out, so just pushed down quickly. Her panties puddled at her feet. “Now you,” she said as she fought off the urge to cover herself.

Todd stared at her pussy, still not moving, but his erection seemed to twitch. Karen felt somewhat awkward, but her pussy seemed to get wetter. “Your turn,” she muttered again.

She watched intently as his ass lifted slightly and he pushed down on his underwear. The back seemed to come down, but his cock stopped his underwear from coming down in front until he pulled them up from his belly and finally exposed his erection and the balls below it.

His hard cock didn't even touch his belly as it seemed to stand off from him rigidly. He stayed motionless, but Karen noticed his erection twitch occasionally. She wanted to touch his cock, but remembered they weren't home alone plus she was too shy to ask. Her eyes remained glued to his crotch anyway.

Finally she realized the risk she was taking and reached down, pulling up her panties. “Thanks,” she smiled as he pulled his underwear back into place. He said nothing as he stood up and pulled his jeans back up. He looked at her again as she stood there with just panties on. It seemed like he was going to say something, but he turned and walked out her door without saying anything.