As the summer stretched into fall, no more erotic incidents happened between my step sister and I, but she was all I could think about. I wasn't even interested in other girls in my town, that were closer to my age. I was suddenly taking notice of the developing curves on her body, the self-assured way she walked around. Lia was no longer the gangly, stick-thin sister, that I ignored. She was emerging into a sexually charged teeny bopper, or so I imagined in my head.
My planned confession to her, about what I saw on that basement sofa, faded away. I just couldn't bring myself to start a conversation about it. I suspected that she knew I saw her naked pussy on display, but pushing this further demanded a courage that I didn't have at the time. That, and the fear of being caught by our parents, or my big brother, and living with this family shame, was enough to keep me muzzled.
I was taking a shower after soccer practice one day when I heard the bathroom door open, and then some muffled giggles. I recognized my sister's voice, but couldn't make out the identity of the other one. The shower curtain was being slowly inched open on one side, and I heard more soft giggles. To my amazement, I didn't try to yell at them or cover my dick with my hands. I had a nice dark tan from the long summer of sports, a fairly muscular frame, and I was not ashamed of the flaccid size of my cock. Quite the opposite, in fact. When I had an erection, I admired the curve and protruding veins along the shaft. The base was thicker and just tapered slightly down towards the head. My cock quickly shot up to attention, when I could sense that there were eyes on me. I pretended that I didn't know they were peering at me from the side of the tub, or even care, for that matter.
The power I felt as I displayed myself to these girls was intoxicating. It gave me the hardest erection I've ever had. With both eyes closed, I arched my back as I rubbed shampoo through my hair, swiveling my pelvis more towards the voices, so my hard cock seemed mere inches from their faces. I snuck a peek at them, as I was rinsing my hair under the showerhead. The second girl was our next-door neighbor Cheryl, who was about the same age as Lia. They were both kneeling down and level with my crotch, near the far corner of the shower curtain, and both had locked onto my hard twitching cock with their wide eyes.