FINALLY I SAW ONE
Chapter 2

Jill didn't see much over the next few days, which wasn't unusual since they did have different lives and friends, but by the forth day it was getting obvious he was avoiding her. She was in her room doing homework when she heard the TV come on. Since their parents usually stayed upstairs, she knew it has to be Tom.

Her homework wasn't quite finished, but Jill thought she should be able to finish it in school before the class. She closed her books and walked into the TV room. "Hi," she muttered when she saw Tom.

"Hi," he answered meekly. "Are you still mad at me?"

“"Mad over what?" Jill asked.

“"You know... When I kinda made a mess on you and then kinda walked in on you," he explained.

"I was never mad. I told you it was OK," Jill said as she sat down.

"Really? I thought you would be," grinned Tom.

"Well, that time was OK, but just don't do it again," cautioned Jill.

“Silence fell over the room for a while. Jill could tell something was on Tom's mind though. He began to speak again. "Um... the guys were talking in school today..."

“"About what? You can say," Jill replied after Tom went silent again.

“"Um... well... they were talking about a girl's 'clit' and I don't know what that is," Tom blushed.

“Now it was Jill's turn to blush. Naturally she knew what it was, but searched for the words to explain it. "Ah... it's... um... part of a girl's privates."

"I know that much... What does it look like? What does it do?" Tom asked, since his sister seemed to talk about it.

"Well, it's kinda like a little thing sorta like what you got," Jill stammered, trying to "be adult" with his question even though, inside, she was dying of embarrassment. She hoped in the dim light Tom wouldn't notice.

Tom paused a few minutes. "Um... would you show me yours?" he finally blurted out.

"Huh? You want me to show you?" Jill gasped.

“"Well, I've already seen you..." Tom whispered.

Jill thought for a few minutes. He had seen her, but this was a little different. Still, it made her feel good that Tom had asked her that. It made her feel so much older than him. "If I show you, will you show too?" she finally asked.

“"OK," Tom agreed.

"...and I can touch it?" Jill pushed.

“"OK," agreed Tom again.

"OK... but you can't touch. I'll show you, but I don't want you touching because it's kinda on the inside. I'll hold myself open so you can see and after you have to let me look and touch, OK?" Tom nodded. "I need to finish my homework. After your program, turn off the lights so they think you're going to bed. Wait a while and then come to my room... quietly!" instructed Jill as she stood and walked to her room.

Jill sat at her desk, but couldn't concentrate on her studies. She was now kicking herself. Why did she agree? She heard the TV go off and knew in a few minutes Tom would be staring between her legs. Somehow it seemed like a big price to pay, but at least she would be able to touch him. She was now confused. Even though he would be seeing everything, she didn't want to strip in front of him nor did she feel comfortable being naked from the waist down when he came to her door. Jill decided her best option would be to take off her jeans and leave her panties on. She knew they would be coming off, but, for now, she felt better wearing something.

There was a soft knock on her door. Jill opened it to see her brother. She put her finger to her lips cautioning him to stay quiet and then let him in. "You're gonna do it, right?" Jill asked. Her brother nodded. "OK. Sit on the end of my bed. I'll sit at the head. Once I'm ready you can move up to see better, but no touching."

Tom sat on the edge of her bed. It wasn't exactly what she had meant, but she wasn't about to go into that much detail. Jill climbed onto her bed and sat on her pillow. Tom looked at her, but didn't say anything. Jill was nervous; now was the time. After what seemed like a long pause, she hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her panties and, bouncing her ass off the bed, pushed them down to her ankles. She pulled them free, tossing them aside, and again paused.

Knowing there was no other way, she scooted down onto her back, bending her knees, but keeping them together. The time had come. She took a deep breath and then slowly parted her knees. Her face turned red as her thumbs went to her pussy and carefully parted the lips. "There," she muttered as she used her finger to point to her clit.

Tom moved up the bed until he was kneeling between Jill's legs and bend down for a closer look. Jill wanted to die, but this was her end of the bargain. "That little thing poking up?" Tom asked.

"Yes," Jill somehow was able to mutter. She could feel Tom breathing on her pussy he was so close. Neither moved or said anything for what seemed to Jill like forever. Even though she had been mortified at first, she seemed to be calming and maybe even a little excited as Tom stared so close to her pussy. She wanted to see... and touch him now. "Seen enough?" she muttered.

“Tom sat up and Jill pulled her hands from her pussy. Had he not been there, she would have began to rub right now. It was strangely exciting to be laying there with a boy staring at her bare pussy even if he was her brother. She could feel herself beginning to get wet. Afraid he might notice, Jill closed her legs and sat up. "My turn now?" she whispered as she did.