My younger sister Suzy had always been cute, but when she blossomed into womanhood she became a knockout! I watched with jealousy as the guys began vying for her attention, taking her on dates, kissing her at the end of dates and trying for more (I used to peek thru the blinds and watch her come home). She had always been a flirt, and included me on her list of victims, parading around the house in her bra and panties, or skinny-dipping in our pool when she "thought I wasn't home."
She ended up dating an older guy (around my age) who was a scum bag, cheating on her and generally treating her like crap. It all came to a head yesterday when we had a party at our place. Our folks were gone so we thru a bash, just 20-30 of our closest friends and β¦ well anyone who happened to turn up. Suzy was looking killer, wearing a short leather skirt and a loose sweater that was a touch too small and short; whenever she raised her arms the front rose dangerously, threatening to expose her small pert breasts.
The party went well, good tunes and gallons of booze making it a hit with everyone. But I could see danger brewing as her shit-head boyfriend started making the moves on a blonde skank who lived down the street. He was catching a feel whenever he could, and with the little tube dress she was wearing it was pathetically easy to do. I wanted to throw him out and kick his ass, but Suzy begged me not to. I left for the backyard for a while to cool off.