So I was inspired to write this after reading a couple of stories by "racqel," a really brilliant writer.
Disclaimer: All individuals in this work of fictions are above the age of 18 years.
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At 23 years of age, I had returned home after my third year of college for summer break. I was half way through my summer vacation and had not done anything of interest. Most of my old neighborhood friends were away on vacation or had not come back from college. I was stuck at home with my twenty year old brother, Jake, as our parents were away on a cruise for their 25th wedding anniversary. Being a good big sister, I was left in charge of all the meals and things of that nature, but to tell the truth, we hardly saw each other as he spent most of his time with his girlfriend.
My days had become pretty routine, I would go for a run on mornings, return home to organize lunch, then take a nap in the afternoon and maybe a movie at night. This morning was no different as I rolled out of bed and got ready for my run. I removed my jersey and slipped my pajama pants down my legs, kicking them to the corner of my room. I took a moment to admire myself in the mirror. My exercising had been taking effect, evidenced by my toned legs. I gazed further up to my crotch, my freshly shaven pussy, with a neat little strip of hair above it. I wondered why I even bothered, as I hadn't had sex since leaving college and as far as I could tell, had no prospects for the near future. Still, I smiled, at my cute sex. Shaking my head out of my daydream, I grabbed my pair of black spandex shorts from the hook on my door. Like other mornings, I struggled to slip them up my shapely legs. They were there since I had left for college three years ago, and I had probably gotten more womanly since last wearing them, so many years ago. Normally, I would wear underwear beneath them, but then it would prove too difficult to fit, and the fact that the neighborhood was almost deserted at this hour was enough encouragement for me to go commando.
As I slid the tight material finally up to my waist, I pulled at the crotch, positioning the garment properly. They were exercising spandex shorts that reached just three quarter the way down my thigh. I must admit, they made me look amazing, as I swiveled on my tiptoes, glaring at my tight ass, pushed up and plump, thanks to the spandex. I slipped on a simple black sports bra and threw on a white t-shirt that reached my midriff, leaving my taut stomach exposed. After finishing lacing my running shoes, I took one more glance in the mirror, straightening my hair before I left my room and headed downstairs. I chugged a glass of orange juice in the kitchen before heading for the door through the living room.
In the living room, Jake and the twins, sprawled out on the couch playing video games, greeted me. The twins were nineteen year old Matthew and Madeline. Matty was one of Jake's best friends and Maddy, coincidentally, was Jake's girlfriend for the last two years.
"Morning guys, nice to see you're not wasting your summer," I joked.
"Nah, we're going to the arcade later Nat," Jake replied, Nat being and abridged version of my name, Natalie.
I chuckled at his response, "Well, I guess that means you're fixed for lunch, I'm going for a run, see you guys later."
I headed for the door, hastily pausing to grab the house keys from the table. At my pause, I noticed Matthew's eyes were fixed to my ass. I smiled to myself and decided not to call him on it as my slender body in this spandex, who could blame him?
After a few light stretches in the driveway, I was off on my run. I normally ran a half hour in one direction, and a half hour back. An hour's run was enough for me to justify the scoop of ice cream I would have later. Thirty-five minutes later, I slowed my running to a halt. I leaned over, pressing my hands onto my bare knees in an effort to catch my breath. After a minute or so, I began to jog back. About fifteen minutes away from home, I paused again, leaning over to catch my breath. I pulled lightly on my shorts, tugging again at my crotch since the running had caused them to ride up a little. Then, I felt it, tiny cold drops on my back. I stood up, looking to the sky. Without warning, heavy clouds had rolled in as a summer shower began to fall. Within seconds, I was soaked and there was little I could do to prevent it. I looked down as my white t-shirt became see through, my black bra clearly visible through it. Other than the sense of vulnerability, I really didn't mind, as the cold droplets of water running down my body actually felt quite nice. Just as I reached my street, the rain held up, and as I approached my driveway, I noticed Jake's, car pulling out. I walked up beside the car as I saw the passenger window powering down. I smiled at Maddy in the passenger seat.
"I was now about to come pick you up," Jake yelled from the driver's seat over the sound of the car.
"Well, thanks for the thought," I replied as I stood there catching my breath.
"Listen, do me a favor, I'm off to drop Maddy, she has work. I was gonna pick up Matt on my way back then we were going to the arcade. I just remembered I have to go to the post office and I don't know how long I'll be. Could you tell Matt that since the rain held up, that I'll meet him over there?" he asked.
"Sure, no prob," I responded, brushing the wet hair that had stuck to my face out of the way, before heading inside.
As I entered our living room I expected to see Matt, but he wasn't there. I looked down at the puddle of water forming at my feet as water dripped from my long brunette hair and soaking wet clothes. I decided I would look for Matt after I got changed. I slowly and carefully made my way up the stairs and to my room, trying not to soak everything in my path.
Before I entered my room, I noticed my door slightly ajar. Puzzled, I carefully pushed it open, and there was Matty. He was facing away from me, standing over by my dresser drawers. I noticed the top drawer pulled open, my under wear drawer. Looking more closely, I noticed rough movements at his waist.
"Oh my god, is he?" I thought to myself.
After a few seconds, I felt I had to interrupt, to figure out what the hell was going on.
"Ahem!" I faked coughed aloud.
Presumably, without thinking, and as a reflex, Matt spun round.
My eyes widened in shock at what I saw before me. The nineteen-year-old boy, stood before me, my red silk panties clenched in his fists, wrapped around his hard cock.
Our eyes met and Matt immediately dropped my panties to the floor, buttoning his pants, his hardon forcing him to hunch over.
"What the fuck are you doing you little perv?" I yelled.
"Do you do this at all your friend's houses? Jerk of with their sister's panties!"I continued, not allowing him to answer.
I stood there furious at Matt's actions, yet, still felt a stir in my nether regions.
I could not believe it,
