“It’s not fair!” she says, between sobs. “That’s what’s wrong!” She turns toward me and lifts herself up on her elbow. Her swimsuit top has slid to the side and I can see her nipple poking out over the top of the material.
“What’s not fair?” I ask, trying to focus on her face, instead of her half-naked body.
“It’s not fair that girls have to walk such a fine line all the time,” she cries. “What do guys want? I can’t figure out what I’m supposed to do. If we let them fuck us, we’re sluts. If we don’t let them fuck us, we’re prick teases and if we don’t let them touch us at all, we’re frigid. What the fuck am I suppose to do?” She turns her face back into the pillow and begins sobbing harder.
I watch her lying there crying, trying to figure out what to say and how I can help her. As I walk over and sit on the edge of her bed, I can’t help but notice how her swimsuit bottom has ridden up into the crack of her sweet, round ass. Remember, I’ve just seen her naked and have been stroking my cock outside her window.
I wonder who was on the phone, but as I’m about to ask her, I recall that I shouldn’t even know about the phone call.
“What happened, Lisa? What brought this up?” I start rubbing her bare back, trying to comfort her.
“Tony broke up with me.” I hear her muffled words through the pillow. “I bet he’s going to start seeing that slut, Barbara.” I’m surprised. I thought Tony and Lisa were a great couple. Lisa started dating Tony right after we moved here and they’ve been dating steadily for the past month.
“When did this happen?” I ask, remembering that I’m not supposed to know about the phone call.
“Just now,” she says, continuing to sob into the pillow. She turns her head toward me and continues. “He called me and gave me some bullshit about us being too young to get serious and that we should start seeing other people, but I know it’s because I wouldn’t do this!” she yells, flopping over on her back and spreading her legs apart on the bed.
I’m speechless looking at my sister lying there next to me in her skimpy swimsuit, spreading her legs wide apart and giving me an unobstructed view of her barely covered crotch. A couple of pubic hairs are peeking out from the sides of her swimsuit bottom, which is stretched tightly across her pussy lips, leaving very little to my imagination. Since I’ve been looking at her pussy for a couple of months, I don’t have to imagine much, and my cock is beginning to stir inside my swimsuit.
“I mean it’s really not fair! Have you ever dumped a girl just because she wouldn’t let you fuck her?” She is looking up at me with her innocent eyes, all red and puffy from crying. She pulls her legs back together and adjusts her swimsuit top to cover her nipple. “Well, have you?” she asks softly, sniffing back her tears.
“No, I haven’t and Tony probably hasn’t either. Maybe he really does think you guys are too young. Or maybe he’s just not sure what he wants.” I’m trying to be as consoling as I can and I’m telling the truth about not dumping anyone.
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