My Sisters Sleepover_(3)

While her pale skin starkly contrasted with the black leather chair, the dark locks of hair that fell onto her shoulders blended in seamlessly. Emerald eyes shimmered in the light from the window over her head as she reclined in an over sized seat. Her legs were bent at the knees, and deep green painted toenails, that almost perfectly matched her eyes, peaked out from the bottom of her fleece pants . An impeccable body hidden under baggy clothing, she seemed to have just woken up, as she had not yet changed out of her pajamas.

“What’s up?” she said, without reverting her attention from the tv. “Where were you?”

“Hey sis, I was just at the gym, what are you watching?” I moved out of my house after graduating college and finding a job that paid well. My little sister, Chrissy, didn’t get along with my parents, and a few weeks ago just showed up, so I have been letting her sleep on the couch.

“Nothing really, I’ve been really bored” She never even left the house, mainly because she hadn’t gotten her license yet. “I have been sitting here for literally days.” That wasn’t an exaggeration, she literally had been inside for several days.

“Why don’t you go out and do something?” I asked trying to cheer her up. “It’s your February vacation, aren’t you supposed to be going to parties or something”.

My sister’s face lit up, “Could I have a party here. Please?” she added the please as an afterthought when i didn’t respond right away.

“I don’t feel like getting in trou-” I was cut off by her high pitched voice.

“Just a few of my friends, no guys. They just tell everyone anyways, and it gets blown up” she exclaimed.

“Fine, I’m going out this Friday with some friends anyways, so you can have your little party then.” I reluctantly allowed.

“Yes! Thank you!” Chrissy exclaimed as she jumped out of her chair that she had not left in days to hug me. “You’re the best.” She left the room probably to call all of her high school friends to let them know about the party. I am less than a year removed from the party scene in college, so I understood the excitement. In fact I like to throw some small parties of my own in my new apartment. She poked her head around the corner, “Is it alright if a few girls sleep here?”

What’s the worst that could happen with a few high school girls sleeping here I thought, “Sure, yeah that’s fine.”

The next day at work I found myself wondering if my little sister had any hot friends. I know she is my sister, but she’s pretty sexy herself. She’s not that much younger than me, I thought as I counted years in my head. Six years, fuck, that is a lot younger, she seemed older though. With body features of a grown woman, she dresses way older than her age, often showing a lot of skin. I have caught myself looking at her in a sexual way several times. Even her demeanor resembled that of someone a few years older than myself.

Friday came around, I took the train home from work like any other day. When I got home she was back in her chair, however, she was not in her pajamas this time. Her legs were wrapped in tight yoga pants, and draped over her shoulders was hardly a shirt. It was half a shirt, if that, with holes on the sides that clearly displayed her toned stomach. The low cut shirt revealed a deep cleavage, and out from under the shirt her pierced navel sparkled.

“Hey, bro” Again, her eyes remained adhered to some reality show.

“What’s up, my apartment getting ruined tonight?” I loved joking around with her.

She laughed, “no it’s just a few friends.”

“Alright, i’m going out in a few hours, then the apartment is yours”, couldn’t believe I was letting this happen. “I’ll probably be home a little after midnight.”

“Okay, I’m going to my friends house now, and then were coming back here later. Bye.”
I was surprised she didn’t ask me to buy her alcohol, maybe she wasn’t like that. I showered up, and left for the bar with some friends.

Several drinks later, after walking home, I was buzzing hard. Got my key into the lock on about the sixth try. For a moment I forgot about my sister’s party, that is until I saw four or five girls, some scattered red cups, and a few half emptied bottles of alcohol. The only light was provided by the flickering tv screen. All of the girls were cuddled under blankets, sitting on the floor.

“What’s up girls”, Came out much louder than expected, likely hardly comprehensible.

Startled, they looked up, “Who the fuck is that”, a girl with dark hair yelled.

“My brother, retard” Chrissy explained in a less than hospitable manner.

I heard her disastrous attempt at a whisper, “he’s hot”

“Thank you” I returned, trying to be funny, she looked surprised, but not really embarrassed.

She winked at me, and said “you’re welcome” in a sensual, erotic tone.

I laughed and walked toward the kitchen, “Any of you girls want a beer?” Three of the six people in the room lifted their hands, bounced to their feet and scurried to the kitchen.