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I’m a person who tends to take opporunity when it presents itself, including activity with my hot-bodied older sister. I admit to also knowing how to coerce certain people into doing things I want them to do (another confession, I guess).

In breif, my hot sister and her now-ex husband were fighting for weeks, not speaking, and genrally not getting along. She’s an attention-getter, so I knew the quiet home life had to be getting to her. It was a 90+ degree weekend, and I suggested we hit a big local outdoor flea market. One of her habits is raising her shirt and itching her bared tummy with her long, polished nails (this habit always, and continues, to drive me crazy..she’ll raise her shirt to juust below her 36C b****), and in this heat, she did it a lot, generating interest from male passers-by.

We were looking at this and that, and came to a vendor selling all army fatigue stuff, including a tiny bikini. After joking about it, I told her “I’m serious..I’ll get it for you if you wear it today. Here”. Yes, I wanted to show her body off in public. She thought I was joking until I took the camo bikini in hand, paid for it, and handed it to her.

“Put it on, walk around here, and let ’em all see whatcha got” I asked/told her. Finally agreeing to it if I’d pick up dinner and make any excuse needed if HE asked where we were, she took it from me and changed in a nearby bathroom.

When she came out, the bikini was tinier than I evnvisioned on her, and looked HOT as HELL. With her wide-smile, a**-shaking, prance of a walk, she endured comments, photos, two a** grabs (to her credit, she laughed at both..the sneaky guys waited until I was looking at sale stuff, then went behind her, groping her a**), and intense heat until asking me..Asking me..When she could be done.

We left, but she only put her shorts back on for the ride home. Stopping for a drink (which, due to her s*** presentation, ended up free), before heading back to her house, she told me it was fun and that I could “show her bod off” again if I wanted. All it would cost me each time was the same: Dinner or lunch, and dealing with him if he asked any questions. She loved the attention, I loved showing her off in public, and HE continued to know nothing. And boy, did I have her in some hot, skimpy outfits.

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