Summary: My sister's visit, on a hot summer evening, brings back memories.
Summer in the city - A fantasy shared...and more! As always, all persons have reached the age of eighteen years or more since they were born.
Note to the reader: English is not my first language. Many thanks to oldnakeddad for editing and proofreading this story and making it more readable.
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Summer had finally arrived. After the month of May, with low temperatures and lots of rain, it appeared as though Nature had skipped spring all together. The city had witnessed a colourful explosion of flowers and fresh green leaves. As the greenery blossomed in the sunlight, and opened up to the warmth of it, so did all of the people.
We opened our windows, we went outside. We dressed lightly, casually and more revealing. The once introvert girls, who used to wear baggy clothes, came out wearing next to nothing! The streets were occupied by short skirts, summer dresses, and body-hugging T-shirts.
Such as the, so called, little black dress my sister wore when she came up to my apartment on that Friday evening. It was, indeed, little! Her hair was tied up in a knot, she was smiling, and her long neck and bare shoulders greeted me.
It'd been too hot inside of my apartment, located on the top floor of the five-storey building, for me to wear anything more than a tank top and wide-legged boxers.
Though I was lucky there wasn't a flat roof on the building, it was hard to hide from the sun that shone deep inside of the apartment through the high windows that looked over the canal in front of the building.
I greeted my sister and we hugged.
"Hi, Liz!"
Our hug was the most physical and intimate we could've had without being naked! I took a step back because I felt somewhat awkward from the close hug that definitely confirmed my observation when she'd arrived...she wasn't wearing a bra!
As she walked past me into my small studio apartment and over to the open windows that looked out to the alley that runs next to the building, she said.
"Hello, Thomas. Good to find you home and available to have a drink! Even though you're sweating from doing nothing, I presume! But I understand. It's hard to stay cool in this kind of heat."
Her behaviour completely ignored the fact we hardly ever saw each other unless it was a family occasion. Her presence in my apartment, and without any reason, was a unique occasion. I was completely happy with the fact she didn't try to socialise with me. I didn't dislike Liz, but after she'd left home, she wasn't a part of my life anymore.
She sat down on an open windowsill and smiled at me.
"So, what do you have to offer? A nice, cold, white wine, I hope!"
Never one to wait for a question to be asked, she'd always taken the lead and said whatever she wanted. So, I had to comply, and I took a bottle out of the fridge to serve us two glasses of wine.
She'd called me, about half an hour prior to her arrival, to tell me she'd drop by. She'd been in a neighbourhood cafe for drinks with friends, but she'd become bored with them. Of all people, she'd thought to visit me... So, she'd told them a lie that I'd called her to discuss some family matters that were quite urgent. Anyway, the result was that she was here at the moment I'd planned to relax and maybe do some writing.
Liz lived across town, so we never met by chance as it was with this occasion. She was three years older than I and she'd already finished her study while I was still struggling to get my degree. As she sat on the windowsill, she chatted away about the company at the cafe while I sat on the couch opposite her.
I admired the image of her as she sat there and that surprised me. Beams of sunlight reached her legs and she'd taken her open sandals off. As she leaned back against the window frame, she'd put one leg and bare foot up onto the sill. It was a perfect silhouette to watch as she chatted about stuff I didn't care about.
Suddenly, she stopped talking and her eyes focused down on the alley and the adjacent building. Then I heard it as well -- soft, high pitched moans in a rhythm that left no doubt about their origin. A big smile appeared on her face as her eyes locked onto whoever it was she'd spotted.
After she'd listened for a few seconds, she beckoned me to go over to where she was. I walked over to her and rested one hand on her shoulder, and the other one against the wall, to prevent myself from falling out of the window as I leaned through the window opening.
Then I saw them through the open window of their kitchen, in the building across the small alley between our buildings. It was the girl who'd moved in only a couple of weeks ago. We'd run into each other a couple of times in the alley and exchanged no more than nice smiles and a hi. I didn't know her name, but there I peeped on her as she was in front of her open window, bent over her kitchen sink, and getting fucked from behind!
My window was two stories higher than hers, but not directly opposite so Liz and I watched them from an angle. The girl hadn't spotted us because, when she didn't have her eyes closed, she was looking straight ahead.
"This is a nice place you've got here, Tommy! A nice view as well!" Liz joked.
For some moments, I couldn't keep my eyes off of my neighbour. Her hair hung loose beside her shoulders and in front of her, but it couldn't prevent her firm breasts from swaying freely into our sight with every thrust she received. We couldn't see his face, only his hips behind hers as he slammed against her buttocks with a steady rhythm. Her hands were on the windowsill to steady herself against his thrusts
I looked down at Liz and raised my eyebrows. She didn't look up at me, but straight at the tent in my boxers, which was only a short distance in front of her eyes and murmured:
"Geez, Tommy!"
Tommy had always been her nickname for me, instead of calling me Thomas. Then, she turned her attention back to the window across the alley. I continued to look down at Liz and saw her nipples straining against the thin fabric of her little black dress.
"Geez, Liz!" I whispered back.
I reached toward her shoulder to steady myself while bending forward for a better view of the girl. I looked down, toward the window, and saw her breasts being grabbed from behind by her friend as he pulled her back toward him. As her face turned upward, toward the sky, she opened her eyes and she saw us. She didn't show any emotion of us watching her, but kept her eyes on us as we were immersed into the lust of her love making.
I felt a movement next to me, and through my hand that was touching Liz. From the corner of my eye, I saw Liz touching her breasts through her dress! From a hesitant touch, it soon became a full display of grabbing and playing with her breasts to display them to my neighbour! I sensed her arousal in her voice when she whispered:
"It's only fair to her!"
As she continued to focus on the window below us, she said:
"Drop your boxers!"
I whispered in disbelief: "What!??"
With some urgency, she said: "Drop it! It'll be so hot for her to see us getting excited!"
She swung one leg outside of the window and sat with the other leg inside, which caused her dress to ride up above her hips.
It blew my mind that my sister would sit so close to me and play with her breasts! Not only to me, but to the public space outside! It must have been all the drinks this evening, that had made her so uninhibited. But the fact she'd asked me to reveal myself, as well, was so unexpected! She knew I was getting hard. I didn't know what to think.
