Swapping Girlfriends

Swapping Girlfriends

I’ve changed the names, but my friend remembers it oh so well….
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My girlfriend and I were doing great. Good sex and all was cool. We were sitting in the mall on a Saturday morning when my girlfriend saw a girl she knew. She waved and the girl came over with a guy I kind of knew, Sean something. He was her brother (and boyfriend too, I found out). My eyes scanned his sister and I thought: (‘Oh my god, what a beautiful girl. That beautiful face, long hair, those short shorts, electric looking eyes….damn…she’s hot.’) My girlfriend introduced us all around and his sister’s eyes went to me and locked on mine. I started to melt fast. I felt it….what every guy dreads at this time…
Instant big boner.
I adjusted my shorts fast, but when I looked up, she was smiling and looking right at my boner. I tried to cover it with my hands, but I noticed she wrote something on a piece of paper and put it in her shopping package. She came over and placed the package over my lap.

She said: “Oh….would you hold this a minute, I need to fix my shoe.” She smiled at me and bend down showing her nice cleavage. She stood up and they all talked. She smiled at me as they walked away, her package still in my lap. I was hoping she would just leave it there to cover my boner. She did, looking back once and smiling at me.

When they had left, my girlfriend started whispering about how she heard that she was getting it on with her brother. She even referred to her brother as her ‘boyfriend’.
She said how she kinda envied her and that she use to have a crush on her brother. I had to think about anything but his sister, so my boner would go down. I heard every word my girlfriend said, but changed the subject to auto racing. Soon I could stand up and they left, my girlfriend not noticing his sister’s package was now in my hand. When we got home I waited and then went in the bathroom to check out what was in the package. The soft paper bag had no markings. I unrolled the top and peeked in. I saw the little paper she had written on. Just a phone number, nothing else.

I wondered if she did it so I would call and arrange to return her package. I was oh so right. I didn’t want to say anything to my girlfriend in case she said she’d take it to her. I wanted to deliver this in person. I wanted another look at that sister, in fact, a lot more looks. I waited until she left to go somewhere. Now I could pretend I discovered the ’left’ package and returned it. Wait…where did I get her phone number….hmmmmm….I checked her little phone book on the desk. Bingo, there was the sister’s number in it. Now I could tell her that I found the sisters number in her little phone book.