I should be out of the house right now. I should be out with my friends, or out
trying to find the girl of my dreams. But instead I'm here. Instead I am home
feeling sorry for myself. Bored out of my mind. My name is Mark, I am a 22 year old computer science student home for the summer before my last year of school.
I'm a lean, 5'10 tall runner, with moderate muscle definition. Though I wasn't helping my case by being home and not making any effort to maintain my physical condition.
"Mark your father and I are heading out now for dinner with some friends," my mother called out from just outside of my room.
"Okay, when will you guys be back," I replied.
"I don't know, maybe midnight? We'll see," My mom answered as she started heading downstairs.
"Has Nancy left yet?" I called out to hoping my Mom would hear it before she descended to the main floor.
"Not yet," she yelled out.
Nancy is my 19 year old not so little little sister. She stands at about 5'5, with brown hair going just past her shoulders. In the past I never paid too much attention to her appearance.
However, since I have been home from school, I noticed that she had developed into a beautiful young adult over the years that I had been away at school. She had slim figure with perfect curves in her hips, and an ass that would swallow any pair of leggings. Nancy and I were close enough growing up. We rarely fought. But we were always quick to poke fun at each other in a playful way. She was always very popular amongst her friends growing up, which means we rarely hung out or did things together.
I need to figure out what I am going to do tonight or I am going to go crazy. After a little of thinking, I decided to get my swimming trunks on and sit in the hot tub. A lot of my clothes I had left back at my apartment near where my school is, but I managed to find an old pair of swim trunks. They were a little tight, and slightly revealing, but I figured that I am the only one home so it should be fine.
I grabbed a towel and headed for the main floor. I looked out the window once I got downstairs, and couldn't help but notice that Nancy's car was still in the drive way. Great I thought sarcastically. I better get in the hot tub before I am seen like this. I exited through the back sliding door, made my way to the hot tub, and threw the jets on before stepping in.
Not even 10 minutes went by when I heard Nancy call out, "Mark are you out here"?
"Yes I am," I replied. I called see her from where she was standing at the door.
There was a brief pause, then I heard her call out, "I was planning on using the hot tub."
"That's too bad, I am in here," I playfully replied, figuring that that was going to be the end of the conversation. My sister stepped out into the light where I could see her.
"Is it okay if I join you?" She nervously
asked. I was surprised that she wanted to come sit in the hot tub with me.
"I thought you were going out?" I inquired.
"No my friend cancelled," she replied sounding slightly upset. Normally
I would say get lost, you can use it when I'm done.
But I felt bad for her in the moment her and responded,
"Sure I don't mind."
Truthfully, I felt like I could use the company anyways.
My sister put on a big smile. My jaw dropped when she lifted the tank top over her head revealing her black bikini top. This left very little to imagination. Normally I am not one to think of my sister 'that way' but she was looking stunning. She was about a 32C if I had to guess.
Her tits are very perky, and her skin didn't have a single blemish. She then pulled down her leggings revealing the matching bottom to her swim suit. She kicked her clothes to the side, and proceeded to step into the hot tub. I was in shock. If she wasn't my sister, I would make every attempt to win her over.
I quickly dismissed the thoughts. My sister sat in the seat where there was an abundance of jets shooting out water.
"Don't get comfortable in that seat, I intend to take that seat over shortly," I said playfully, knowing that that seat was the best seat in the tub.
"In your dreams," she laughed in response.
"So Mark, why are you sitting in here all alone, on a Friday night anyways?" She asked.
'Great' I thought. Not my sister busting my chaps too.