Escaping the Heat With My Girlfriend’s Sister.

Sweat materialized on my back, making me feel as though I’d actually done anything all day. In reality, this was the biggest heatwave our town has felt is years and I wasn’t doing anything more than sitting on my couch, frying like an egg.

“Are you ready?”, I hear my girlfriend ask. As I look up to her I see she’s dressed and ready to go out. Determined to beat this heat.

“For what?”, I muster up from my parched lips. Looking at her in a daze and wearing nothing but my boxers. Clearly the answer was no.

“We’re supposed to be going to see my family! Get up and get dressed. My sister just texted me and asked where we were!”

“Ah, shit. Fine.” I grumbled as I rolled sluggishly from my half soaked couch.

I never really enjoyed visiting Sam’s family. They were all decent people, but always managed to talk over each other. Not to mention, their apartment was always unbearably hot, even in the winters. And the worst of it was her younger sisters.

Sam, herself, wasn’t bad looking, but these sisters were another level of gorgeous. Coupled with the undying heat of their place, I was never lucky enough to spend the evening without being tempted by a parade of tight asses in spandex shorts that barely cupped their cheeks.

And that’s when I’m there. When I’m not, their walking around freely in whatever panties they have… My imagination just runs wild.

But regardless of all that, I slump into some pants and try to make myself presentable. Eventually she drags me out of our relatively cool house into the sun soaked hell-zone that was our little pickup truck – At least it was a short trip to their place.

When we got there though, nothing was as I was expecting. No parents, only one sister and no brother in sight. The only thing that was familiar was the wall of heat that greeted us at the door.

“Where is everyone?” I said, looking around. Checking closets as if to expect some sort of surprise party. It’d make just about as much sense as an empty house in this family.

Jamie, the second youngest of the four sisters, barely glanced away from her phone to say, “Mom and Dad went camping with Jason”

“Then why are we here?” I grumbled as I leaned into Sam’s ear.

“I wanted to see my sisters.” She shot back as she nudged my ribs with a hard jab from her elbow.

Sure enough, there was Jamie, sitting on the couch with nothing but a white t-shirt and some spandex shorts hugging her thick, white thighs. She sat with her knees to her chest as she messaged her friends. The combination of her frumpy white t-shirt and her raised legs blocked any view of her magnificent tits, but I could almost make out the shape of her pussy mound framed by her thighs and given shape due to her shorts.

After a couple minutes she set the phone down and came to greet Sam with a hug.

“Dani is still at Megan’s house. We’ll have to go get her. Plus I haven’t seen Megan in a while, so I wanna go say ‘Hi’.”

“Up river?” I piped in. “Isn’t that an hour and a half drive one way?”

“Yeah, but we’ll be quick.” Hell, there’s nothing quick about them once they all get together. I’ll be lucky if they’re back in the next 5 hours.

“Brutal.” I responded.

“I only have room for 3 though…” Sam chimed in.

“Well, that’s alright. I have no interest in climbing back into that frying pan of a truck.”

I walked toward the couch and plopped down directly in front of the fan sitting in the window. Big mistake. The air blowing into the house felt even hotter than the home itself. There was no escape.

“Alright we’ll be back in a bit! When Ashley gets out of the shower, let her know where we went.”

“Will do.” I said with a thumbs up as I turned on the TV.

Finally I was alone again. Free to melt into another couch and wait out the heat. I only wish I could take off my pants like I did at home.

But fairly quickly the thought of being alone set on me and a wave of nefarious arousal came with it. I looked around the house, carefully looking for any sign of life, only to find Ashley still locked in the bathroom as she showered.

I flopped back onto the couch, unzipped my pants, and let my half-erect cock flop out of my boxer briefs and slap against my abs. Slowly, I started stroking it; The idea of being caught by her sister only heightened the experience.