Jake grumbled slightly as he looked a new bout of giggles tore his attention away from his video game. "Just shut up already." There wasn't a lot of point in doing anything other than talking to himself on the subject though. His mother was away for the weekend and besides everybody was over eighteen, him being the youngest at nineteen. His sister, Sarah and her friend were both twenty one and judging from the string of giggles they had gotten into the liquor again. That too was legal for them at that age and it was the cause of countless sleepless nights for Jake. It was bad enough sleeping in the same house as his sister who was by any estimation a stone cold fox.
Sarah's legs seemed to extend all the way up to her breasts and she loved nothing more than showing them off with short shorts and shorter skirts. If she owned a pair of shoes that didn't have heels Jake had never seen her wear them. She liked to compound that with knee high socks that had even her father doing double takes on occasion. She pretended not to notice but Jake knew better. There was no way that she was so oblivious to the way men were looking at her. Sarah's first boyfriend had described her as having an onion booty. A booty so perfectly onion shaped and plump that it brought tears to a grown man's eye. Jake had never found a better way of describing his sister's ass so he stuck with that idea and her breasts were always struggling to escape whatever cloth she'd chosen to confine them in. Usually she wasn't working too hard to confine them though. she favored loose fitting tops where a just the slightest shift of her weight could give away a glimpse of her pert braless breasts. She never wore a bra, unless a bikini top in the pool counts and even then she preferred to skinny dip. Jake knew because he'd spent hours of his life with his cock in hand watching her swim in the backyard. He wasn't the only one either. Mr. Wilson from across the yard was often watching her too. Curly red hair framed down around her face to finish off the near visual goddess.
Jake never bothered denying that if he had half a chance he'd dick his own sister so hard she'd never walk right again. Still she barely compared to the girl she was giggling with. That would be Fiona. Fiona Lee five feet and two inches, exactly, of the most delicious Asian treats in all of the Americas. Tight lithe legs toned from a life time of martial arts with just enough of but that a man could sink his teeth into it. She didn't have the kind of breasts that Sarah had, the kind that were always trying to bust free of her clothing. She had a perfect pair or pert tits that sat high and proud on her chest with her dark brown nipples always poking through her shirt. Despite having the kind of body that any woman would have killed for Fiona's real best feature was her smile, a dazzling white grin that was enough to leave most men stunned. Jake was definitely amongst the men who could get so lost in her emerald green stare and smile that he didn't even notice the body that she had a habit of barely covering.
Right now both of those girls were dressed, probably in nighties certainly not in much more than oversized t-shirts and separated from Jake by roughly four inches of plaster with a few planks of wood placed at regular intervals. There were a few pieces of metal and in there to, some wire some pipes perhaps a plastic lights switch of plug outlet but nothing else. Well there was the pair of cotton boxers he had and whatever they were wearing as they were giggling so incessantly but that wasn't much at all. Next to nothing really.
"Goddamnit." Jake grumbled trying to focus back on his video game. It wasn't easy though. Particularly not as the conversation turned. Plaster it turns out doesn't block conversations nearly as well as it should and just like they could hear every fiery dragon upper cut and spinning falcon split kick he performed on the screen he could hear nearly everything they were saying. Maybe not every single word and sometimes who was speaking was jumbled but he got the jist of the conversation.
"He's cute. . . .no he's not he's gross . . . big cock . . . brother! .go find out . . . first . . . no!" The conversation again degenerated into unintelligible giggles. Jake was halfway between trying his best to hear every word and find out if he was the brother and the big cock they were talking about and trying his best not to hear any of if because who really wanted to put up with those two when they were drunk and giggling? He certainly knew that he'd be better off if he could ignore them.
