When you are transitioning into the junior year in college, life is good. You have finished enough of your program to be confident that you will be able to complete it, and you are far enough away from graduation that worries about "the real world" have not begun to occupy all of your free time. At this point, you are not the big man on campus but you are getting close to that point and you are much more confident than those freshman and sophomore guys.
My name is Ray and I'm a premed student at the University of Florida. I just finished my sophomore year of college and I'm attending summer term so that I can take a slightly lighter load in the fall and spring and hopefully bring my GPA up a little higher.
My sister is Lizzi and she just graduated high school. I went home and attended her graduation a few months ago. I got to visit with a few of my high school teachers and I saw a few of my high school classmates who also had younger siblings graduating. I also saw my old high school girlfriend, Sarah, and I was hoping that maybe the old spark would still be there but she's moved on with some new Mr. Wonderful, so we just had dinner together and then said goodbye. I'll probably never see her again.
Lizzi has some hot friends and I wouldn't have minded banging one of them but they were all preoccupied with graduation and didn't have time to pay attention to the slightly older college guy. I've been in a dry spell since I broke up with Alice in April. Sex with her was fun but she was so possessive and demanding!
Anyway, so Lizzi is starting college here at UF and mom and dad decided that the two of us could share the two-bedroom apartment I was already renting and had shared with Ben last year. He's living with his girlfriend now so I need a roommate and they feel safer about having Lizzi live with me.
Lizzi and I have always gotten along very well. She's a smart girl, has a good sense of humor, and was always a very loyal friend to her friends. That's something that I really like about her. She's also kinda cute, as sisters go; she's petite and has a gymnast's body. There isn't much body fat and she has small boobs and a small butt. She's also got a cute face and a clear, slightly pale complexion.
The only problem Lizzi has is that she doesn't have any self-confidence. Her boyfriend in 11th grade broke up with her and told her she looked like a boy with her small tits and that really caused her to go into a shell for a while.
She finally started dating again about three months before graduation and I think she actually lost her virginity on prom night. She told me that they got "hot and heavy" but she never actually said that they fucked. The guy - Dennis - was a baseball player and he had gotten a scholarship to Georgia Tech so that relationship would probably soon be history.
So . . . Mom and Dad brought Lizzi to Gainesville, along with way too much junk to fit in one room, and they ended up taking some of that stuff back home, fortunately. They took us all out to dinner at Francesca's Trattoria, then they left and went back home. I drove Lizzi back to our apartment and sat her down for a talk about house "rules."
"Okay here's the way it is. I'm not Dad and I'm sure as hell not Mom. We're gonna have a few house rules but otherwise, you're on your own. If I see you doing something stupid, I'll talk to you about it but I'm not in charge of your life. If it's something monumentally stupid, like you might get arrested, I probably need to tell Dad, but that's it."
"For the most part, Sunday night through Thursday night is for studying and making sure you get decent grades. No loud noise or partying. This isn't high school and you won't breeze through any of this. You need to study. You cook and I'll clean up afterwards; if I cook, you clean up afterwards. Friday and Saturday nights are for fun. If you want to have a guy spend the night, please let me know so I don't have any surprises in the middle of the night. I'll try to do the same for you if I have a girl stay over."
"Mom and Dad aren't here. You've seen me in my boxers plenty of times and sometimes that's all I wear when I'm at home. Mom would fuss about it but, like I said, Mom's not here. If you have someone over, obviously I won't run around in my boxers. However you feel comfortable lounging around, that's your business. You can stay fully dressed but I've seen you in your underwear plenty of times."
Lizzi paused a minute and then responded. "All of that sounds cool with me. I probably won't have anyone staying over unless Dennis comes to visit."
I interrupted her. "Lizzi, I know that you feel special about Dennis since you lost your virginity to him - I assume - but none of those high school romances survive once people go to separate colleges. Honey, he was your first but he isn't gonna be your last and that's okay. You'll meet other guys and have sex and relationships and maybe even end up marrying one of those guys eventually. Just make sure you're on birth control pills and use condoms!"
"Thanks, Dr. Ray!" Lizzi teased me, "but I think Dennis and I will be different. You'll see!"
"I hope I'm wrong but if I'm right, I've got a shoulder you can cry on," I offered.
* * *
We had a few days before classes started and we settled in to our new routines. Lizzi is a good cook and I was happy to have her prepare every meal, even though I hated washing the dishes and cleaning the kitchen. After dinner, we sometimes had a glass of wine or a rum and coke but Lizzi never wanted to get too inebriated.
I slept in just my boxers every night and I rarely put on any more clothes in the morning until I was ready to go somewhere. Lizzi would walk around wearing just her panties and a tee shirt, and I thought it was kinda cute that she occasionally borrowed one of my tee shirts to sleep in.
Within a few days, the tee shirts became abbreviated tees that hung just a few inches below her boobs. Occasionally, Lizzi work a thong instead of panties. She was rather oblivious on those mornings when I could see a camel toe in the crotch of her panties. I'm her brother and perhaps I shouldn't be looking at her crotch but I am a man and I had not had sex in several months. Yes, there were a few nights that I jerked off thinking about my sister's camel toe. She's cute!
About a week after classes started, Lizzi told me that Dennis was coming to visit on the following Friday. She spent that Thursday night cleaning the apartment (even though I didn't think it was dirty) and changing the sheets on her bed. I guess she was excited about the prospect of seeing Dennis and getting laid again.
* * *
He had a flight that arrived at Gainesville at 9:30 pm Friday night. That night, we each had one drink to relax. Lizzi was a bit nervous about seeing Dennis and needed to stay calm. When her phone rang around 8:00 pm, she saw that it was Dennis and she ran into her room to talk in private. At that point, I was lounging in just my boxers but was preparing to get a shower, get dressed, drive Lizzi to the airport, drive them back home, and then vacate the premises for a while.
She was in her bedroom for 15 minutes before she came out and it was immediately obvious that she had been crying. I didn't say or ask anything. There was no need to ask. I simply went to her, put my arms around her, and held her tight. She burst into tears and I put my right hand on her head and patted it to console her.
"I'm such a loser!" she managed to say. "Nobody wants a girl that looks like a little boy!"
"You're not a loser and you definitely don't look like a little boy," I whispered softly. "Why don't we sit down and you can tell me what an idiot he is, and then I'll tell you what an idiot he is."
"Okay, but I wanna get something to drink first. How 'bout a rum and coke?" she asked.
"Your wish is my command!" I responded. I quickly poured each of us a drink and returned to the living room and sat down next to Lizzi so I could hold her hand while she talked.
