My name is Mary. I'm 19, a freshman in college, and on my summer vacation before starting my sophomore year. I have a part-time job at a local restaurant. I also just recently broke up with my boyfriend. We are going to different colleges and while we really liked each other, we both felt a long-distance relationship would be too hard. As far as looks, I'm about 5'8" and 110 pounds. I have long blond hair and my measurements are about 36c-28-38. I always tried to take care of myself. After 15 years of gymnastics, six years of cheerleading, and going to the gym six days a week, I think I do a good job of staying in shape.
Right now, I'm living at home with my parents and my older brother Leo. He is 22 and a Senior in the same college. He is tall and well built. He is about 6'2" and a little more than 200. He is a great guy, and we always got along as brother and sister in spite of being 3-4 years older than I am. He always looked out for me and been a great big brother. I have to admit when I was about 12, I had a childhood crush on him, and I wanted to marry him.
Our parents are pretty cool and my dad has a really good job so we are rarely short of money if you know what I mean. He is an executive with a big company. He travels a lot but he makes up for it by working from home a few days each week to spend more time with us.
It was a Friday night. All my friends were either working or off doing something so I didn't have anything to do. It was nice for a change to have a night in and I decided to make it a pajama and movie night. My parents went away for the weekend and Leo was out with his girlfriend so I had the house to myself.
I ran to the store to get some junk food and stopped by the video store to get a couple of movies I would like. Getting back home, I found the house empty just as I had planned. I went to my room, showered, shaved, and changed into my pajamas. They weren't pajamas really but more of just some short cotton shorts and a tank top. I rubbed lotion all over before sliding my shorts up my smooth legs without putting on any panties. I pulled my top on and over my breasts and noticed my nipples were poking out. My top left my stomach showing which is just what I liked. I rolled the top of my shorts down a little and I was ready to kick back and relax.
I walked into the kitchen, got my junk food and then walked into the living room and popped in my first movie. It was a chick-flick and it had a hot sex scene in it. I usually don't really notice the sex scenes, but I have to admit this one got me a little aroused. Not having a boyfriend, I hadn't had sex for months and I missed it. The guy was doing everything I really liked where he slowly kissed her breasts and really took his time as they made love.
After the movie finished, I took a bathroom break and saw the time was about midnight. I decided I was still quite awake and ready for a double feature so I put in my second move and sat back down. About halfway through the movie, I heard a car pull up but ignored it thinking it was the neighbors. A few minutes later, my brother burst through the front door laughing along with his girlfriend Sara. I didn't really like her. She always seemed snotty and trying to show off. I have always thought my brother deserves someone better.
One thing I always found interesting was how we looked alike. We were both the same height and had the same hair color and length. We could still wear the same clothes and we even wore our makeup the same and often had the same nails. We never really talked about our physical similarities, but it was understood.
"Hey sis, what are you doing home?" Leo asked.
"Just having a movie night. What are you two doing here?"
"The party was kind of lame so we bailed. We decided to come home and drink. You want some?"
Leo knew I had never really drank before but he was always eager to see me drunk. The most drinking I had ever done was some beer at parties and I had three cosmopolitans at a sleep over at my friend's house. I am not the heavy drinker.
"No thanks. I'm good here."
"You're missing out...." Sara said.
"Oh that's okay. You guys have fun."
They walked into the kitchen and I returned to my movie. About an hour later when my movie finished, I got up and walked into the kitchen to see what they were doing. I could hear them laughing and talking from the living room and I could tell they were having some fun. When I walked in, I saw them both sitting at the kitchen table and it was obvious they were buzzed and going on drunk. They had a half-empty bottle of Jagermeister on the table with two empty shot glasses.
"Wow, you are both really having at it. How many have you had?" I asked.
Leo slowly looked and held up seven fingers.
"I've had fff...five." Sara said.
"Woa, you better slow down there or your are going to get sick" I told them.
"Nah! We are fine." Leo said as he poured another shot.
"Come on sis! Why don't you try one? You're in college now. I'm surprised you haven't already tried this stuff."
I turned and looked at them with a curious but cautious look. I was interested in trying harder alcohol but I was scared I would puke.
"I....I don't know. I don't want to throw up."
"You will be fine. You may even like the taste of it." Leo said as he pulled another shot glass from the cabinet and poured me a shot.
I slowly walked up to the table and approached my shot. They continued to coax me for another five minutes and finally I built up the nerve and just took it. It was nasty but the taste soon subdued and I had to admit it wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be.
"Whoo little sis! Go girl!" Leo shouted.
I smiled as I felt like I impressed him as I took a drink of water to chase the taste away.
"Sit down" Sara said as she pulled the chair out. "Talk to us."
We sat at the table for another twenty minutes and talked about school, friends, work. They also convinced me to take two more shots and I was feeling a little buzzed.
That was when Sara interrupted, "I think I'm going to be sick" and she quickly shot up and ran for the bathroom.
"That girl can't hold it." Leo said as he poured himself another shot.
I got up and followed Sara to the bathroom to find her puking into the toilet. "Disgusting" I thought to myself and it was exactly what I wanted to avoid. But, being a girl, I felt compelled to help her out. I walked in and helped her out by pulling back her long blonde hair and rubbing her back. After a minute, she settled down and then collapsed to the floor. I cleaned up her face and I could tell she was really drunk.
"Thh....Thank you Mary. You are so nice and so pretty." She said as she touched my hair.
