The familiar sound of the door being slammed shut along with the clanging of bottles marked the start of the weekend.
"I'm home!" Sara shouted from the hallway as she kicked off her shoes and took out a bottle opener from her jacket—opening a beer before leaving the hallway.
She went to the kitchen and put the rest of the bottles in the fridge so they stayed cold for later, took a swig from the one in her hand and then looked for Anon. Finding him sitting at the computer she leaned at door frame and took a sip of her beer.
"I'm ordering pizza. Do you want the same shit as last time?" Sara asked.
Anon turned around and looked at his older sister. His eyes glancing at her breast—lingering on them for just a moment—didn't go unnoticed by his sister.
"Hey pervert, stop looking at my tits for a second and answer my question." She smirked. "Do you want the same pizza, or what?"
"Yeah, whatever. I'll have the same as always." Anon reply and turned away.
"Good. I'm fucking starving—Sara smiled and took another sip of her beer—I'm getting out of these clothes first." She said and left to get changed.
Sara had left the door to her room open like always since she never felt the need to act modest around Anon. She had caught him staring at her more than a few times but it didn't bother her, she always enjoyed getting his attention. She loved any excuse that let her tease him after all. Putting on her everyday outfit she called the closest place that had home delivery and placed the order. With some time to kill before dinner Sara took it as an opportunity to mess with her little brother for a while.
She walked up to Anon and wrapped her arms around him from the back, pressing her tits against his head.
"What'cha doing anyway? Are you looking at porn or something?" She asked and looked at the screen.
"No! I'm doing my homework," he said, annoyed.
"Liar. No one ever does their homework when they're on the computer.