3- My High School Sweetheart’s Little Sister- pt. 3 (Truth Or Dare)

———————Part 3  – TRUTH OR DARE – ———————

A lot of things changed in the time that followed. My girlfriend, Chloe, went to another state to attend college. I chose a college in our home town.

I was kinda lost. Chloe and I were still in love, at least I was with her… but I assumed she was seeing other guys at her new school. 

Without Chloe, there wasn’t a legitimate reason for me to hang out at her house anymore. I would drop by to say “hi” every now and then, but it felt rather pathetic to hang around her family when we were apart. 

I missed Chloe. I missed her family. And I really missed Cindy. I constantly fantasized about her, about those movie nights. 

Months went by…

Chloe called me one afternoon, in a bit of a panic. Her older brother had been in an accident. She knew nothing more, except that he was at the Valley Hospital. Her mom and dad were headed down there. She asked if I could run up to the house and let Cindy know, as she would be coming home from school soon and hadn’t heard. This was before cell phones, so they hadn’t been able to contact Cindy.

I drove up to the house as fast as I could. Cindy had just walked in the door. She was surprised to see me, and gave me a big smile when she opened the door. That quickly changed when she saw the look on my face. I told her about the situation and tried to calm her sudden panic. 

      “We have to get to the hospital! Can you drive me to the hospital?”

We ran out to my car and drove out to Valley General. Cindy was pretty stressed during the drive, but we were both relieved to see the happy looks on her parents’ faces when we got to his room. His car was totaled, but he had only suffered a broken arm. He needed to stay for a cast, but all was good. 

I called Chloe and let her know. 

We all stayed there until he was released. They were very appreciative I had grabbed Cindy and brought her to the hospital. They decided to get burgers on the way home and invited me to join. 

Cindy rode with me back to her house. It was a nice drive… polite conversation. At one point I grabbed her hand and told her how much I missed her family and hanging out at her house. She squeezed my hand and said she missed it too. “It’s weird not having Chloe around. And I miss our movie nights on the couch”

        ‘Tell me about it’  I thought to myself. 

Dinner was nice. Her parents asked how school was going, my job, etc. They were being polite and supportive, but I still felt like the odd man out. 

After dinner Cindy said, “Let’s go watch a movie”, and ran downstairs. I feigned boredom…  “Can I help you clean up, or anything?” 

Her mom smiled, “No… you go ahead. I’ll make some popcorn for you.”

I walked downstairs and Cindy was running around, cleaning up the room. I watched her as she moved. She had changed out of her school uniform into a light yellow t-shirt, and red silky shorts. She looked so good… even better than earlier that same day. Tanned arms and legs, thin but muscular, and a firm, round butt. I could tell she was wearing a bra, to my disappointment, but understandable since her parents were still up. 

She turned on the TV and started looking for a good show. Her mom came downstairs with popcorn and some Coke for us. 

I thanked her mom and sat down on the couch, leaving plenty of room to my right for Cindy… more than I would normally, but her mom was watching. 

And Chloe was not there. 

Cindy climbed over the back of the couch and flopped down beside me. She started flipping through channels, but had little luck finding anything that looked interesting. We landed on an old comedy that both had seen before. We chatted through the whole show. It was great talking with her and catching up on everything. She was heavily into sports (that explains her legs and tight little ass). Enjoying school. No boyfriends. 

The next show up was also a dud. 

Cindy huffed… “This is boring. Anything else you want to do?”

I looked at her with a sly grin… “I can think of a few things… do you have a blanket?”

She laughed and poked me in the shoulder. “I haven’t forgotten.”

She looked over to the stairs, then got up and ran upstairs.