Let's face it: my dating life had been less than spectacular. The few dates I had been on had been fun, but not anything to write home about. The one girl I dated a few times seemed only interested in playing mini-golf. Huh? I went on a double date with a buddy. That was a disaster. The girls didn't want to be anywhere we went and then my friend whipped out a jug of cheap whiskey and invited them to get drunk! Wow. If they hadn't liked us before, they surely hated us after!
My sister's dating life had been even less impressive than mine, if that can be believed. Don't get me wrong- my sister, Amanda, is really good looking. Long brown hair, big blue eyes, perfect hard ass, tiny perky tits. And no one asked her out. I think some were intimidated by her and some just thought she was a geek. She was a straight A student in mostly advanced classes. She was always first or second chair in band. And she was a runner- that's what gave her the tight ass and long muscular legs. I only know of one date that she went on and the guy kept asking her about her friends. (She was in a mood for several days, no surprise.)
I had graduated high school and was marking time at the community college. I changed my major about once a month. My grades fluctuated depending on my mood. The free gym membership that came with admission was nice. And riding my bike or walking the two and a half miles to campus kept me in reasonably good shape. Unfortunately all I did most of the time was watch all the marvelous asses walking to and fro from building to building. Some days I would simply sit outside the main building and girl watch! Not good for my grades, but surely entertaining!
Now it was "winter break." Some of my friends were off to warmer climes. A few others, gluttons for winter, had gone west to go skiing. A few were working multiple shifts at their normally part time jobs so they would have money to spend come spring. And me? Nothing. Nada. Zilch. I was at home. More specifically I was wandering from my basement room to the TV room to the kitchen and then back again. Wait until bored again and repeat.
One highlight had been my sister's nineteenth birthday party. Mandy, as she was universally known, invited several of her friends over. Since it was a Saturday and they were spending the night they were running around all day long. Not only did she have friends over, but my other two sisters did as well! Three rooms full of female bodies ranging from fourteen to nineteen! And me trying to camouflage my hard on by holding a napkin in front of my crotch. Frequently.
With so many bodies and so much talking and so much baking it got very warm in the house very quickly. Sweaters soon began coming off. Watching a bunch of teenage girls stripping off their shirts- even with undershirts on- was a nice change of pace from my normal day! And as they ran around laughing, talking, screaming, giggling and just generally carrying on there were quite a few "pokies" to catch my eye. A few of the girls were wearing tank tops. Between the pokies and the side boob and the down blouse peeks it was hard not to reach out and grab a handful of perkiness! (I admit it- that night I fantasized going upstairs and having various combinations of girls in various combinations of positions. Several times that night.)
That was last week. Now I was back to rereading books, watching TV, or going for walks in the snow for lack of anything more entertaining to do.
My sisters and I were watching some stupid movie they had rented. It was a chick flick, but I had no place else to be. I watched and groaned inwardly every time there was an onscreen kiss. About half way in there was a "sex scene." A flash of breasts, lots of making out, a flurry of sheets, and sweaty snuggling after.
"Oh, geez!" Mandy said. "As if that's what it's like!"
"Like you would know," I chuckled.
"I know enough!" she snapped. Her face was red.
"I'm sure I could teach you a few things you don't know," I said casually, looking back at the TV.
"Oh, gross! You are disgusting!" she said crossing her arms and legs angrily. The two younger sisters just giggled, not really knowing what we were talking about, just knowing we were arguing about the kissing scene.
She and I sat silently through two more softcore sex scenes and the remainder of the movie. The younger two snickered and whispered to each other during the sex and make out scenes. Then we watched a "family movie." Within a few minutes the sexy suggestiveness of the chick flick was pushed aside by the fun and adventure of the animated film. We all watched and laughed. At the end I wandered down to my room and the girls, well, did whatever they did over winter break. The day dragged on as usual.
The next day I had just come downstairs from lunch. I was sitting at my desk looking out the windows at falling snow. My room was actually a remodeled garage and had both a door to the house and one to the outside. Sitting at my desk I glanced from window to window to the tiny windows in the door and then back again. I glanced at a book on the desk. I had read it at least three times in the past year. I went back to watching the snow.
I was a little surprised to see my sister, Mandy, peeking her head into the room. She looked around and then stepped gingerly through the door. Oddly, she looked back out the door for several seconds. Then she finally closed the door and flicked the lock shut
"So," she said standing there.
We looked at each other for several seconds like morons.
"So, what?" I asked finally. I sat up in my chair and stretched my back.
"So, well, I was wondering," she started. She took a few steps towards me. Standing at the foot of my bed she looked down at it like it surprised her.
"What what what?" I groaned.
Her head snapped back towards me. She took another step or two closer to me and the desk.
"Well, I was just, well, wondering, um, what you, uh, meant, uh, when you said, uh..." she kind of trailed off. Her eyes darted from mine to the wall above my head for some odd reason.
"When I said what?" I finally ventured.
"Oh, uh, when you said you could, well, you know, um, teach me, uh, uh stuff." She was twisting one finger with her other hand like she wanted to pull it off. I noticed her eyes were really wide open and... she was blushing.
I sat up straight in my chair and just looked at her for a second. I could feel the corners of my mouth twitching up in a grin and I tried to stifle it. I leaned toward her, the leather chair creaking softly as my ass shifted.
"Yes. I said I could teach you about making out, didn't I? And there's more beyond that, too. But you wouldn't be interested in any of that," I waved my hand dismissively and started to turn back to the desk.
