This story is what happened when my six year younger sister, Kelly, came to live with me the summer after she graduated high school. By the way, I'm Sean and I'm almost 25.
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The slamming of the door woke me just before the alarm went off. I didn't really want to wake up; the girl in my dream was just getting her blouse off. But I saw that it was too late to go back to sleep, I had to get up soon to go to my shift at work. It took me a minute to realize what it was that had woken me.
And then I wondered what was wrong that the door had been slammed. Before I could get out of bed to investigate, my sister Kelly knocked on my door and asked to come in. I made sure I was covered up since I always slept in the nude and told her to come on in.
She had only moved in with me two months ago after she graduated from high school. She had come here so she could live closer to the college she would attend when fall rolled around. Dad had insisted that I provide a room since he didn't want her living in a dorm and running around like he always heard about the kids doing when they got away from parental control. I thought Dad was a little overly protective, but I wasn't about to tell Dad that.
Anyway, I figured that she needed to loosen up a bit so I wasn't going to be a strict supervisor of her activities, I mean, Kelly hadn't even dated all that much when she was in high school, and when she did date, she never got serious with any of the guys that asked her out. My brother Tom and I had always joked about "three date Kelly", because it always seemed that she would only go with a guy for three dates and then drop him.
So I set up for her to move up here and she started searching for a job to earn the extra money she'd need for incidentals and running around money. She had gotten a full tuition scholarship to school so that wouldn't be a problem, but of course clothes and gas money and other non-essentials weren't included.
"Sean, things aren't working out like they should for me. I'm having some troubles and need some advice on how to handle a few issues. And I need some honest feedback from you; I don't want you just saying things that you think I want to hear, or the things that Daddy would say."
Well, this sounds like it is serious. As I looked at Kelly, I noticed that her eyes looked a little puffy; like she might have been crying or trying not to cry. I started a fast review of what I knew of her life since she got here. She had found a job after less than a month at a higher class bookstore several blocks closer to the college than my condo and she seemed to love it. She had met some of the other incoming college students and all of them that she had introduced to me seemed to be good kids; and she had even gone out on a couple dates.
"Well, Kelly, my shift starts at 1:00 am, so I have about 45 minutes to an hour before I need to start getting ready for work... Is that enough time, or do you want to wait until I get back?"
"I need some answers now! Sean, look at me, I mean really look at me. I don't think I look too bad, I mean, my face is okay, my hair is pretty good, I'm not too fat or too skinny. I'm smart enough, but not too smart and my friends like my personality or seem to. I don't act slutty, but I'm not a prude either... Why can't I keep a guy interested in me for more than a couple dates?"
With that, she slumped down on the foot of my bed and started crying. I hadn't expected that. As I started to get up to give her a hug, I remembered that I wasn't really dressed for the part of consoling big brother so I had to hold the sheet around me while I moved down closer.
I put my one arm around her back and pulled her head over to my shoulder. I took a moment to consider how to reply while I let her try to finish sobbing so she could hear what I wanted to say.
Now Kelly had actually sold herself short in my opinion. She has beautiful long hair, auburn not that carroty red color. She has a very pretty face with mostly green eyes, which seem to change color depending on what she wears. And she has just a light dusting of freckles across her nose and cheeks framing a full sensuous mouth. And her body doesn't get just a second glance, in fact, guys will stare and drool.
"Oh Kelly, there isn't anything wrong with you. I know that Dad wouldn't let you date until a year and a half ago when you turned 17, and even then he had you on a curfew of midnight even on weekends. That and the fact that Dad made you dress in stuff that left everything to the imagination, made you a mystery package. The guys your age back then just couldn't see far enough ahead to realize the value of patience and persistence. They were all looking for a quick score and so your resistance to being a slut along with Dad's rules made you seem like too much work without getting a sure notch on their bedpost.
"Actually, Tom and I thought that you dumped the guys for some reason rather than them not sticking with you. And you know that usually, big brothers aren't known for thinking highly flattering things about their little sisters, but we both thought that your personality was great and we saw how smart you were, but that you were not a show off about it. Of course, we didn't have any idea of your figure back then cause of all the bulky clothes Dad made you wear, but since you've been here, your clothes have become more normal and I have noticed."
Boy had I noticed! Some days I had to really work hard to avoid flashing a boner when she was just puttering around the condo. Kind of like I felt was happening right now under the sheet.
She was wearing one of her usual dating outfits, a button-up blouse which was maybe a little more demure than most girls wore now-a-days, this one a pretty light blue; and a skirt that came down to about her knees, also with a shading of blues with what looked like a puffy white cloud pattern, like a summer sky. But with her sitting on the edge of my bed, the skirt had ridden up some and I could see some of her thighs and I could also see that she had a couple extra buttons undone from the neckline, so I could see a hint of the swell of the top of her breasts, hence my condition.
"Well, I had a date this evening with a new guy I met at the bookstore about three weeks ago. We'd been out for coffee and then a movie on the second date and tonight we just hung out with some of the other incoming students for a while, but they were going to that same movie that we had seen last weekend and so I invited him back here to meet you before you went off to work.
"Things seemed to be going just fine. He held my hand on the drive back here, and he put his arm around me when we walked from the car to the front door. He even gave me a hug and a kiss before we opened the door and came in. I noticed the clock as I was closing the door and so I told him we'd have to keep the noise down until your alarm woke you.
