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A Jealous Sister and a Not-So-Innocent Little Brother

Hearing Ralph’s voice sound so defeated made her feel a built guilty about being so harsh. Maybe it really was harmless what he did. He said he hadn’t done anything, but there was a yet after that wasn’t there?
I mean she did it when she was a teenager and probably every teenage guy did it.
It wasn’t something un natural so maybe she was just over reacting.
Once she heard the door shut she waited a couple minutes. Just to see if he would come back in and remember he had forgotten something.
Only after making sure he wasn’t she left the T.V on and swiftly ran into Ralph’s bedroom in excitement.

She went straight to his computer, smiling at the bright computer monitor.
Time to start her investigation, she would start with his internet history. Then move to his computer files if she didn’t find anything and then around his room to see if he had any more pictures or magazines.
 
It would have been too easy to make up an excuse and go see Rena. Ralph really wanted to see her, and explain to her about what just happened. Yet whether it was loyalty to Emma or the paranoid fear that despite his best efforts, she'd find his secret flash drives and computer folders and access the files on them; he hurried up at the store, got the damned grocceries, and headed back home. He was gone a grand total of 45 minutes. He arrived home, and placed the groceries in the refrigerator and the change on the counter.

"Emma!" he called out. "I'm back!"​
 
Emma had no luck with his online history, she had spent around fifteen minutes searching.
She couldn’t tell if her little brother was an expert at hiding things or was just innocent when it came to the computer.
Next was his desktop and computer files. She didn’t find anything on his pictures, a few of them were harmless family photos and the others just regular boy pictures. Cars, bikes and games really.
She was getting frustrated and that’s when she pushed the chair back about to give up on her investigation when something caught her knee and dropped to the ground in front of her.
Se blinked down at it half expecting it to be some bug that fell from underneath his desk but when she saw it didn’t move she bent down and picked it up.
It was a flash drive.
Her first thought it could have been for school but then again, why was it hidden?
A devilish smile crossed her lips and she pushed the chair forward again, plugging the little device in.
As soon as the icon came up she clicked on it to open. A window sprang up and she saw files. She didn’t even read what they said but clicked on one of them and what popped up after that made her lips part, gaping at the images on screen.
He was in big trouble.

Emma was still looking at the images, she should of just stopped at one folder but her curiosity got the best of her.
What did her little brother like?
The images were causing her to blush, she couldn’t believe he actually had all this.
The worst part was that the more she looked the warmer she felt. Picturing Ralph masturbating to this wasn’t helping. It was a sick thought, she knew but she was more focused on him not being harmless little brother she thought she had.
As soon as he heard the front door open she cursed and ripped the flash drive out, closing every window and turning off the monitor like she found it.
She jumped out of the seat and pocketed the flash drive hurriedly slipping through the small cracked door as not to create a sound. Glad he didn’t go to his room first she quickly walked form the hall into the living room and sitting on the couch as if she had been there the whole time, the flash drive still in her pocket.
 
Ralph found Emma pretty much just where he left her. Seeing her there, he forgot all about going back to his room to make sure the integrety of his computer was still intact. Despite his earlier paranoia, he trusted his sister wouldn't go snooping around his things. She never did, and he'd never gone through her things - not even her diary.

He smiled weakly. "Anything good on?" he asked her, testing the waters to see if she was still mad. He circled around, and sat on the edge of his favorite chair.​
 
Emma’s eyes didn’t leave the screen, not even to watch him walk in. She wondered when she would confront him about his little flash drive of pornography, all in due time she suspected.
For now she would mess with his head a bit.
“Hm? Oh not much, here.”
She tossed the T.V remote to him as she stood and turned nonchalantly, walking towards the hallway.
She planned to make him think she was still avoiding him, and wondered -if he found his flash drive missing- if he would come to her.
She swayed her body with each step as if she hadn’t had a care in the world, inside that devious little head of hers she was thinking up a storm.

Once inside her room she shut her door tight and pulled the flash drive out, walking over to her nightstand, opening the small drawer and tossing it in with a smile painted on her lips.
Next she jumped/laid down on her bed, her hair sprawled across her chest and purple pillows.
 
Ralph frowned and shut off the TV. Emma really was pissed at him. Now she was giving him the silent treatment. Ralph wanted to follow after her and try and talk about his, but he knew that would be pointless. She just wasn't talking to him. He sighed and shuffled over to his room. This was going to be a long, boring Saturday. He felt so miserable, he didn't even feel like looking at porn. He didn't even feel like pleasuring himself. It would just make him feel more guilty. About all he could do was sit in his chair and stare.​
 
Emma felt happy of what she had conquered today, had busted her little brother (Which was always a favorite of hers) with having porn, not only that but he had dirty pictures of his girlfriend on his phone.
Well not anymore considering she deleted all of the ones she saw. No doubt that wouldn’t stop him though.
Though it did annoy her that Ralph jerked off looking at some not even full grown woman yet she was sure she knew just the way to teach him better.
If he had pictures of his girlfriend, did that mean he sent them back?
She knew he’d grown from when they were kids but how well had he grown in his pants?
Well she was gifted with a good sized pair of breasts, she wondered if the ‘big’ gene hit him too.
She could only be curious.

Emma sat up in her bed and pursed her pink lips. She would let him wonder if she was going to tell on him, seeing as she didn’t completely know the answer now. It would be awfully fun to mess with him though, especially when there parents came home. She hoped they would have a family dinner night.
 
Finally, Ralph couldn't stand it. Without Rena or the desire to look at his porn, missed his sister's company. He went over to her room, and knocked on the door.

"Emma," he said. "What the hell? Are you still pissed off over earlier?"​
 
Emma was tempted to just turn on her music all the way and ignore him but she didn’t want to be a bitch.
Even though she probably was already.
Oh well.
She stood up from her bed and slid her night stand drawer out, picking the flash drive out and swinging it around her finger with a smile on her face. She planned to reveal this later but she figured now was as good a time as any.
Walking she spun the flash drive on her finger still before gripping it in her right palm and opening the door. She came face to face with Ralph.
“Ah, I was. Until I found this little thing.”
She un gripped the small device in her hand, holding it up and letting it swing back and forth on her index finger in front of them both.
“I wonder what’s on this little thing? Do you know Ralphy?” Her voice dripped with sarcasm especially stressing his name with the added ‘Y’ as she leaned against her door way.
 
Ralph's eyes widened in shock.

"Where did you get that?" he demanded. It was all he could manage to say. He didn't even bother trying to deny his possession. Emma could be a bitch at times, but this was something else. The only way she could have found that is if she rummaged through his room, while he was gone. Ralph felt deeply betrayed. He'd never stooped that low, not even when he was 10 or 12, and all the little brothers on TV would rummage through thier sisters' diaries. Ralph knew his sister's boundries, and respected them. Less was the shame he felt than the invasion of privacy. He trusted that she'd stay out of his room while he was gone. He didn't think he'd have to take precautions around her.​
 
His reaction wasn’t exactly as expected to be. He looked a mixture of emotions, disappointed, anger, shock.
Emma didn‘t like it, maybe she should of never gone in his room.
“I found it while doing laundry, it was in your jean pocket.”
She lied through her teeth, hoping he would believe her and stop looking at her like that.
She pushed the flash drive to his chest.
“Your lucky I didn‘t wash it, what have you got on here? A school project?”
she crossed her arms, pulling her hand away from his chest, if he didn’t grab the flash drive it would fall.
She played with a strand of her hair like she would any other time.
The guilt was too much and she would probably make it up to him later, what was she thinking? Jeez she was acting like there parents, always trying to stuff educational and life lessons down there throats.
 
Ralph snatched his flash drive away from his sister.

"Yeah -" Ralph said briskly. "School project." He knew his sister was lying. The way she had presented it to him was obvious that she had seen what was on it. What was she playing at. Almost instinctively, he shoved the drive in his pocket, as though he could make it disappear. He backed away nerviously, wondering what else his sister had discovered.​
 
Emma couldn’t tell if he believed her or not but she still felt the remorse in the pit of her stomach. She fingered her door knob awkwardly looking down, her tone slightly changing into a softer tone with her next words.
“Is that all you came to ask or do you need money or something?”
Her hazel eyes looked up at him in an almost defeated way.
She fidgeted, trying to look anywhere but him feeling that he could see right through her. She hated having the bad side to this. She loved her little brother and didn't like seeing him upset.
 
Ralph looked down at the ground.

"Yeah, I guess so," he sighed. "I know it sounds babyish, but I just don't like you being angry at me for so long like this..." His voice trailed off, and he fingered his flash drive. "I know I said some things too, but... I don't know. I didn't mean to offend you." He also felt bad for practically snapping at her. In her anger, she probably had wanted to search his room for more illicit stuff. Emma did tend to do nasty things when she really got pissed. And though what she did was despicable, she was still his big sister, and loved her.​
 
A small smile started peeking her lips as he spoke about not wanting her to be mad at him. After he was finished she leaned over, wrapping her arms around his neck and squeezing him in a tight embrace.
“No I should be the guilty one, what you do is none of my business and it was wrong to go through your room. But you’re my little brother you know? It‘s just… strange to picture you….” She trailed off pulling away and keeping her hands on his shoulders.
“Well you get the idea.” She smiled pinching his cheek before walking past him. She made sure to put stress on the ‘little’ part wondering if he would react and say something along the lines of ‘I’m not little!’ or ‘I’m not a little kid’.
 
The loving hug and pinch on the cheek was a welcome change of Emma's mood. It meant all was good again. Ralph had his dear loving sister again. The comment about being "little" though...

"Well, I'm not a little boy anymore," Ralph began.​
 
Emma smiled, putting a hand on her hip as she shifted all her weight to one of her legs.
“You are to me ~”
She sang delicately.
Of course she guessed his acts and secrets today were supposed to give proof of his maturity right?
Her eyes shifted back to him lightly wondering if he was truly offended by her little tease.
She continued to walk with a little sway to her stride now, going into the kitchen and grabbing her half empty glass of water and taking a sip and setting the glass back down on the clean counter top.

It may or may not have been true that she was trying to get him to prove his maturity. she wasn’t sick, just curious is all. Very curious indeed.
She felt the need to check his phone again, to make sure if he had any of his own pictures on there but she was stooping low again and she and her beloved brother had just reached mutual terms once more. She wasn’t about to disrupt that.
 
Ralph was glad Emma was teasing him again. It meant things were alright again - he hoped. Then again, the tone of her voice did have a slight mocking quality in it, as if she were challenging him about his age. He followed her over to the kitchen.

"I am almost an adult," he reminded her. "Surely that accounts for something." He wasn't refering to the sexting. That was the last thing on his mind at the moment. "Besides, I'm only just 3 years younger than you. We're not that far apart."​
 
“Almost.” The elder sibling stressed the word before dipping her finger tips in her glass and flicking water at Ralph before putting the cup in the sink with a smile.
Emma passed him again before kicking his ass with her foot and skipping back to her room with a happy stride.
She was his big sister, she had to show her power some way, pretty soon if not already she wouldn’t be able to push him around because he would be a man.
He was still just her little brother though and she indented to keep it that way.
 
It was good to be on teasing terms with Emma again. Ralph headed back to his room, and collapsed back on his bed. He could finally relax now. He was used to her teasing and banter, so he didn't put too much stock in what she said. Idly, though, he wondered if her reaction to his little sexting incident had to do with her insistance that he was still the little brother. He absentmindedly reached into his pocket and fingered his flash drive. He once again considered destroying it out of respect for his sister, but just couldn't bring himself to do it. With a sigh, he got up, and shuffled over to the computer. His first order of business was to return his flash drive to its hiding place. Then he proceeded go onto the internet to do some idle surfing.​
 
Emma thought about inviting someone over, she didn’t want to blatantly admit it to herself but after thinking about it and recalling the images in her dirty little mind she couldn’t help the warmth growing inside her core.
It was annoying her and usually she wouldn’t need to feel this way because she always had her male resources. Unfortunately not today, or not the ones she would of wished for.
It was a nice day and she was sitting in her room though, so she decided that that bathing suit would come in handy today.

The sun was out, so she might as well take advantage of it, slipping on the first bathing suit she grabbed a towel and her Ipod off of her drawer.
She didn’t think she needed to let Ralph know, she would only be in the back yard where her favorite lay back lawn chair was situated.
The metal was hot from the sun’s rays so she laid her towel down and took her place in the comfortable chair while putting her ear buds in.
 
Some time later, Ralph lumbered outside to check on his sister. She'd been awfully quiet lately, and he was getting bored. He found her lounging outside in her skimpy bathing suit. He couldn't help but stare for a few seconds, though he remembered she was his older sister, and he quickly snapped out of it.

"So what's up, Emma?" he asked, taking a seat on a nearby lawn chair.​
 
Emma would probably get sun burn if she didn’t put on any lotion so she grabbed some tanning lotion that wouldn’t make her look like she was smearing vegetable oil on herself but more like sun screen. She didn’t much favor the oily stuff, it barely worked too.
Working the white lotion into her arms and legs she was lathering the lotion into her chest when Ralph came out.
Just in time.
“Ah! Can you get my back, please?” She asked pouting her lips a bit holding out the bottle to her little brother.
 
"Sure," Ralph dutifully replied. He was used to helping his sister with her tanning lotion. After all, she was his sister. If she were some other girl with such a hot body, he'd be unable to concentrate no thanks to his distracted mind. He generously applied the lotion to his sister's back and rubbed it on. As usual, he penis did stir a bit in his shorts, but it was only because Emma was a girl. It did not become erect, as Ralph knew better than to let his lust get the better of him with his beloved sister.​
 
Emma now had to admit it to herself.
Her brother hands felt amazing, she let out a happy little noise once he started applying the lotion. Not too strange, she would gleefully sigh if anyone was massaging lotion into her shoulders and back.
“Mm, Thank you Ralph! I think mom‘s going to be home soon so you might as well make sure the living room is clean.”
 
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