It was a normal morning in my daily life. The beeping from my sound echoed through my ears as I woke up at 7 am on Monday. The light that leaked in to my room through my window went across the gray carpet to my room access. I slowly sat up as I rubbed the sleep from my eyes. I sat on my full size bed in only underdrawers as my morning time wood was poking up from my lap. I got up and slouched as I tiredly walked to my own personal privy. I turned on the water and let it warm up as I took some mouth dry wash to rid the cockcrow breath taste sensation from my mouth. I dropped my bagger and stepped in to the exhibitioner. The ardent water system hit my body and ran down my trunk taking the soap as it fell. As suds filled around my animal foot I finished washing my hair and took care of my cockcrow woodwind. Usually I would mean of my girlfriend Ashley as I jacked off, but lately my sister Jessica filled my thinker and seeing her smooth, naked dead body was all I could think of. When I was done I shut off the shower and stepped out. After I dried off I wrapped the towel around my waist and looked at myself in the mirror. I am not the most gorgeous person in the world. I am about 150 and 6 foot nothing and an 8 in tool. I have short circuit black whisker that I cut almost once a month so it doesn't get too long. I have a light six pack and I don't deal too much to work hard on getting ripped, but I wish I would get a little more muscle.

I walk out to find Jessica sitting on my bed. She is about 5 metrical foot 7 inch and has some of the smoothest skin I have ever seen. She sits with her legs crossed manpower on her knee joint in short shorts and a t shirt that isn't exposing the cleavage of her C boob, but is tight enough you can see their shape perfectly. Her blonde hair's-breadth circle upon her articulatio humeri and shines in the luminousness from the windowpane and she ever so slightly smiles up at me, her red lipstick making her lips contrast with her eye shadow and bringing out her dish, though I don't feel she needs help to do that.

I catch myself staring so I shake my chief and ask,"What are you doing here ?"

"Mom sent me up to get you. Breakfast is gear up and she didn't want it to get frigid,"she replied with a slight grin, almost like she was trying not to laugh.

"Ok. Well I'm on my way down, just let me get dressed."I told her.

"All righty then."She said as she jumped up and left closing my door behind her.

I let out a sigh and throw away my towel. As I do I notice I am starting to get a unvoiced on and start to wonder if that's why she was suppressing a laugh. Could she see it ? Did it weird her out ? Oh, I hope not I tell myself. I slide on a new duo of boxers and some jean for schooling. I grab a smuggled shirt from my drawer and head down.

"About prison term you get down here,"my female parent says as I walk down the stairs and remove my seat at the table. My mom was a beautiful womanhood. She had the Saame hair's-breadth as my Sister, but just a tad darker. Her breasts are about one size bombastic than Jessica's and it was easily to secern where my baby got her peach. I never thought of my mom the way I do my sister or Ashley, but you could tell that once before she looked like my sister in her younger years.

"Eat up Mark you need to leave in about 15 min,"my mom ( whose epithet is Martha ) said with a fragile scowl.

"I don't want another shout about you getting detention for being deep to many times."

"Yes mom,"I said trying not sound to sarcastic. I ate my eggs and some sausage from my plate. I stood and went up to get my bag from my room.
As I walked past the kitchen my mom said,"You guys are on your own for dinner party tonight. I am working some overtime, and then grabbing drinks with the girls."

"Got it mom."I said as I kept walking to the social movement door. She tended to go to the bar after work and almost of the sentence she would get inebriate and meet some random guy who would bring her home. I would usually be in my room, but she is not a pipe down speaker, so I would pick up everything they said. They usually ended up having sex, and I mean cheap sex, then he would leave because he was finished and she was passed out.
As I walked to my car I saw that Jessica was in the front seat. I went around to the device driver's face and opened the door. As I got in my small 2000 Honda Accord I asked"What do you cogitate you're doing ?"

"Sitting in your car, duh,"she replied in a sarcastic tone.

"I know that, but you need to go to the back seat."I replied just as sarcastically."You know I pick up Ashley on my way to school."

"Why can't she sit in the back ?"Jessica asked trying to win me over with her puppy dog eyes.

"Because she is my girlfriend and gets peculiar exclusive right in My Car,"I said trying to accentuate that it was my car.

"Fine,"she said as she rolled her middle and opened the door. After she got seated, implements of war crossed pretending to be really mad, I drove off down the road. Ashley was only about a 2 min drive from my house and a 5 min parkway to the schooling. When I made it to Ashley's planetary house she was standing at the curd as she normally does. She had foresighted brown hair that went a effective 3 column inch past her shoulders. She wore skinny jeans and a pinko, brusque sleeve shirt that clung tightly to her skin and showed the shape of her consistency amazingly. Being October she would soon start to sport one of my sr. sweat shirts that were just a niggling too big on her, but she didn't care. Her back inner circle was slung over one shoulder and as she climbed in she set it at her feet.

"Hey, sweetheart,"she said as she leaned and kissed me on the back talk. I could try the hiss lip balm she was wearing. She wore make up, but never lipstick. As her liquid lips touched mine I heard"Ech,"from the back. I shot an malefic looking at at my sister as she shrugged her shoulders. I turned back to the road and repulse to school. Nothing happened that day, so it went by middling dense. I got to see Ashley at two division and Jessica at lunch. Since I was a senior and she was a sophomore we just see each other in passing and ate lunch together since none of our Quaker shared the same lunch as us.
After school I kissed Ashley good bye as she went to barrack pattern."Want to total over tonight, my mom's hitting the bar with some friends ?"I asked as our brim parted.

"Sure,"she said as she gave me a small smile and walked away.
As I reached the car Jessica asked me"So, I guess she is coming over tonight since mama going to the bar ?"

"Yeah she is, but it's none of your business,"I said a tad irritated.

"Fine just don't be too loud, I want to catch some Z's,"she said with smile.

"We will do our advantageously,"I said with a smirk, and that was the end of it.
That night around 7pm my Sister and I had finished eating dinner I heard the doorbell ring. I went to the door and opened it to find Ashley standing there.

"Come on in,"I said as I gestured my helping hand towards the stairs.

"Actually,"she said with a steer of unhappiness in her voice."I'm here to break up with you,"

"What ?"I said as my jaw hit the floor."Why ?"

"I just don't tactile property anything anymore, and truth is…"She heisted,"There is someone else,"

"Who,"I said astonished, but before the word left my lips she ran off. I sat on the lounge and Jessica came to join me.
As she hugged me I heard her say"I am so sorry bro,"

"It's fine, I just don't know what to think,"I said, still shocked at what just happened.

"Neither do I,"Jessica said."I mean who wouldn't want you. Your Nice, sweet, cute, sexy…"

"What ?"I said as she stopped realizing what she had said."You think I am cute and sexy ?"

"Well yeah ?"she said starting to flush a little."I think you are really cute and sexy."

"Well I don't know what to…"I began, but was cut off by her backtalk touching mine .