Sarah my girlfriends sister

Maria was a girl who I had met in my small town back in Canada and who it turns out was not interested in ever leaving. As girls went she was relatively good looking, not the smartest girl out there but could easily beat most of the other girls. We had been going out for about a year but it did not feel like it was going anywhere, I would probably have ended it there if it had not been for Sarah…

Maria’s little sister, Sarah, who at the time was 18 and was going through that phase of “any boy is amazing” and I happened (luckily or otherwise) to fall square in her sights for some reason. (I know this sounds wrong but it was amazing having this little teen always wanting to be with me)

She would often hang out with us and even tried to spend time with me when Maria was away. It was small things like sitting on the couch during a movie she would lift my arm over her and snuggle up to me or lying in the warm summer sun in her bikini she would brush up against me. In my mind I could not decide if these were deliberate or not but I was certainly not in any mood to stop her.

I will not lie she was an amazing girl, her perfect little body was in full gear she had a petite little ass that was just filling out, not a shred of fat on her and while slightly flat chested she wore tight bras and bikinis to accentuate her budding beasts. I particularly enjoyed that summer as it she wore some amazing swimming costumes and hours were spent by the pool with her.

As the cold winters started to role in and there was no longer any chance of spending time by the pool I had noticed Sarah was getting friendlier in her actions and at times I swore she was even dirtier than I was. She appeared to be getting braver and braver around me, she had recently taken to sitting on my lap during movies (while all of us where snuggled up under a duvet and it was getting harder and harder to avoid getting busted by Maria.

At this point my relationship with Maria was starting to get even more precarious but I did not have the courage to hurt her feelings so I continued to go out with her.

One weekend during November I had a call from Maria saying she was stuck in the town across and that her little sister was going to be home alone as her parents were on vacation. She asked if I could check in on Sarah and crash at theirs tonight?

I said it would not be a problem and headed across to their house, as I pulled into their drive way I saw from the condensation coming out the boiler vent that her worries were unnecessary. Her sister was as smart about the cold as any of us and had already sorted the heating out. I knocked on the door and waited, I heard the putter patter of her feet as she came skipping to the door and threw it open.

“Hey Zane!” She said in her usual little sing song voice, “what’s up.”.

“It’s you sister worrying about you again…” I said as she ushered me in, “Wanted me to check up on you”. I was trying to keep calm at this point as she was wearing a pair of very short black panties that left little to my imagination. It did not help they were silk with black lace trim and that the top she was wearing was a little too tight.

“She is not going to make it back tonight, she asked if I could crash here tonight” I explained “if you do not mind of course!” I added quickly. (She may be 15 but she knows how to look after herself).

She gave what I thought was a little smile and answered “no worries, I have eaten already though, but you can help yourself to something if you like?”

“I’m good, still full from lunch” I replied

“I was thinking of watching a movie, I have some popcorn if you like?” She stated rapidly

“That sounds amazing, I will sort out the popcorn and you pick the movie” I said as I quickly made an exit through to the kitchen hoping she would not notice that the little black panties had given me a boner.

As the popcorn popped I had a few minutes to tuck something embarrassing into a better position and reflect on her panties… Man she looked amazing in those, I swear they were new but then again she did not usually wear panties around the house…

Making my way back through to the den I saw she had setup the room as usual with a douvet on the couch. The couch was functional it was L shaped and very comfortable, perfect for snuggling as Sarah told me once. She was tucked up under the cover, remote in hand and a little flushed. The room was certainly not roasting but when it is that cold outside it was practically tropical in comparison.

I jumped in beside her and let her snuggle up to me under the cover, man that was distracting…