It was a rule dawning in my daily biography. The beeping from my phone echoed through my auricle as I woke up at 7 am on Monday. The luminance that leaked in to my room through my windowpane 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 lonesome boxers as my morning Ellen Price Wood was poking up from my lap. I got up and slouched as I tiredly walked to my own personal bathroom. I turned on the piddle and let it warm as I took some sassing backwash to rid the morning breathing space taste from my mouth. I dropped my pugilist and stepped in to the shower bath. The warm urine hit my body and ran down my consistence taking the liquid ecstasy as it fell. As suds filled around my invertebrate foot I finished washing my hair and took attention of my morning wood. Usually I would consider of my girlfriend Ashley as I jacked off, but lately my Sister Jessica filled my head and seeing her smooth, naked body was all I could retrieve of. When I was done I shut off the shower bath 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 soul in the world. I am about 150 and 6 foot nothing and an 8 inch dick. I have short pitch-dark hair that I cut almost once a month so it doesn't get too long. I have a light six pack and I don't worry too much to process hard on getting ripped, but I wish I would get a little more muscle.

I walk out to determine Jessica sitting on my bed. She is about 5 animal foot 7 inches and has some of the smoothest skin I have ever seen. She sits with her legs crossed helping hand on her knees in short shorts and a t shirt that isn't exposing the segmentation of her C breasts, but is stringent enough you can see their shape perfectly. Her blond fuzz sets upon her shoulders and shines in the light 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 beaut, though I don't feel she needs avail to do that.

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

"Mom sent me up to get you. Breakfast is ready and she didn't want it to get cold,"she replied with a slight smile, 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 closedown my doorway behind her.

I let out a sigh and drop my towel. As I do I notice I am starting to get a grueling 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 pair of Boxer and some jeans for school. I grab a blackamoor shirt from my drawer and promontory down.

"About fourth dimension you get down here,"my mother says as I walk down the stairs and take my seat at the table. My mom was a beautiful womanhood. She had the same hair's-breadth as my baby, but just a tad darker. Her white meat are about one size larger than Jessica's and it was leisurely to tell where my sister got her knockout. I never thought of my mom the way I do my babe or Ashley, but you could severalize 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 name is Martha ) said with a slender scowl.

"I don't want another cry about you getting detention for being late 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 tonight. I am working some extra time, and then grabbing drunkenness with the girls."

"Got it mom."I said as I kept walking to the figurehead doorway. She tended to go to the bar after work and nigh of the fourth dimension she would get wassail and cope with some random guy who would bring her home. I would usually be in my room, but she is not a quiet verbaliser, so I would hear everything they said. They usually ended up having sex, and I mean gimcrack 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 arse. I went around to the driver's side and opened the room access. As I got in my small 2000 Honda treaty I asked"What do you think you're doing ?"

"posing 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 spinal column ?"Jessica asked trying to win me over with her puppy dog eyes.

"Because she is my girlfriend and gets particular privileges in My Car,"I said trying to emphasize that it was my car.

"mulct,"she said as she rolled her center and opened the room access. After she got seated, weapon system crossed pretending to be really mad, I drove off down the road. Ashley was only about a 2 min drive from my business firm and a 5 min drive to the school day. When I made it to Ashley's house she was standing at the curd as she normally does. She had foresightful dark-brown haircloth that went a good 3 in past her shoulders. She wore boney jeans and a pinko, short sleeve shirt that clung tightly to her skin and showed the shape of her body amazingly. Being October she would soon start to sport one of my Old sweat shirts that were just a little too big on her, but she didn't care. Her back face pack was slung over one shoulder and as she climbed in she set it at her feet.

"Hey, sweetie,"she said as she leaned and kissed me on the lips. I could taste the raspberry lip balm she was wearing. She wore make up, but never lipstick. As her legato lips touched mine I heard"Ech,"from the back. I shot an evil look at my sister as she shrugged her shoulders. I turned back to the route and ride to schooling. Nothing happened that day, so it went by pretty slow down. I got to see Ashley at two course and Jessica at lunch. Since I was a older and she was a soph we just see each other in passing and ate lunch together since none of our friend shared the same luncheon as us.
After school I kissed Ashley good bye as she went to chirk up practice."Want to come over tonight, my mom's hitting the bar with some ally ?"I asked as our backtalk parted.

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

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

"fine just don't be too loud, I want to sleep,"she said with smile.

"We will do our best,"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 buzzer closed chain. I went to the door and opened it to find Ashley standing there.

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

"Actually,"she said with a lead of lugubriousness in her interpreter."I'm here to separate up with you,"

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

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

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

"It's OK, I just don't know what to suppose,"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 crimson a little."I think you are really precious and sexy."

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