Friday night was date night for the Sparrows. Gina and Dave were painting the town red, leaving their children home alone. At 18, Sarah and Michael were old enough to be left to their own devices, and were both mature enough to be trusted. Gina still gave them "the talk" though; "No falling out. No fighting. Be in bed at a reasonable time. If you have any friends over, make sure they've left before we get home."
"Unless it's Mandy!" Dave chirped, miming a pair a bosoms and nudging Michael. Michael turned beet red and stuffed his hands in his pockets; he'd had a crush on Sarah's friend for ages.
"Dave!" Gina chastised, Sarah smirked. She knew her step-brother fancied the pants off her friend, but he vwas too shy to do anything about it.
"You be good you two." Gina kissed each on the forehead and followed Dave out to the waiting taxi. Sarah waved as the taxi pulled away, Michael climbed the stairs as his sister shouted after him,
"Put your headphones on this time. It sounded like a warzone last week!"
Michael grunted an affirmative as he closed his bedroom door and turned on his PlayStation.
It was seven years ago that Michael's mother had died; cancer had taken her before his 9th birthday, and he missed her still. Dave met Gina two years later, waiting for their kids at the school gates, they started chatting; Gina's husband had left her a year earlier for some floozy at work, she still felt bitter about it, and it had knocked her confidence somewhat, so she was taken aback when Dave asked her out for coffee. At first she declined, then, as Dave walked to his car after Michael, she chased after him and grabbed his elbow.
"Sorry, sorry." She said breathlessly as she caught up to him, "I'd love to. Have coffee with you I mean." She smiled up at him.
Startled, Dave smiled back. He had expected rejection, but this was a twist he hadn't seen coming. "Tomorrow then? Before we pick the kids up? Here?" He pointed to the little coffee shop he'd parked in front of.
"Sounds great." She beamed. "It's a date."
Dave told Michael in the car, he knew of Gina's daughter, she was friends with a girl he fancied at school and he was in a few of the same classes as her; she seemed nice, although he'd never really spoken to her. He only had eyes for Mandy.
As Dave and Gina's love for each other grew, so too did Michael and Sarah's friendship; they were frequently at each other's houses until the day their parents married and moved in together. They had decided to get a new home; selling their own houses and discarding the painful memories that went with them. As both houses were mostly paid for with either divorce settlements or life insurance, they could afford to move to a nicer neighbourhood too.
Although Michael was now friends with Sarah, he was no closer to Mandy; his shyness always got in the way whenever he got close to even speaking to her. There had been more competition for him when they'd been at school years earlier too, the other boys had noticed that Mandy's blouse was tighter in the areas that mattered, Sarah, although not flat chested herself, was slightly jealous of the attention that Mandy's expanding bosom garnered. Mandy loved the attention, especially from older boys. Michael hardly registered on her radar.
In his room, Michael donned his headphones and retreated into his video game world, fully immersed and oblivious to his surroundings. Downstairs, the doorbell rang, Sarah answered the door to Mandy, escorted by two guys, one with his arm around Mandy's waist, the other trying his hardest not to look like a third wheel.
"You alone chick?" Mandy walked in the door, followed by her mini entourage, "This is Andy and Tony." They both nodded, "Tony's mine, Andy's his mate." With little ceremony, Mandy dragged Tony to the couch and pulled him next to her.
They watched TV, Tony kissing Mandy, his hands wandering all over her curvaceous form and feeling her breasts under her sweater. Andy sat quietly, stealing glances at Sarah. Sarah tried not to notice his furtive looks, but she smiled sweetly at him when their eyes met.
The sounds of Mandy and Tony's kissing were distracting enough, but when his hand found her pussy, she moaned as he slipped his finger in. "Not here!" Mandy panted. She stood up dragging him towards the stairs, "Do you mind?" She asked Sarah.
"Go ahead, just don't make a mess." Sarah sighed, then returned her attention to the TV and Andy's sly peeks as her friend clattered up the stairs to Sarah's bedroom, an obviously excited Tony followed in her wake.
Tony pushed the bedroom door shut as Mandy sat on the bed and removed her top, revealing breasts that strained against their silky prison. Tony removed his t-shirt and sat next to Mandy, kissing her as she loosened his belt. "Gently!" She said as he squeezed her breasts through the thin fabric.
She unclasped her bra and lay back on the bed. Tony lay next to her, his hand stroking from her belly to her soft bosom and tweaking her nipple as it responded to his touch. He sucked it as his hand moved down her body and under the waistband of her skirt, flicking her nipple with his tongue whilst his fingers traced the outline of her lips through her panties.
Downstairs, Andy was still switching his attention between the TV and Sarah, although his mind was on Mandy. Sarah knew she was playing second fiddle to her friend; Mandy always had boys chasing her, although it was only recently she'd been letting them catch her, and judging from the noises coming from Sarah's bedroom, she'd just let someone come close enough to get her to orgasm.
Andy was looking towards the stairs, listening intently to the sounds of lust drifting down. He shifted uncomfortably in his seat and Sarah noticed the bulge in his pants. She was also getting aroused from her friends moaning, moving next to Andy, she put a hand on his thigh and kissed him. He kissed back as her hand moved to his crotch, feeling his hardness.
