It was early Monday morning, our parents were both at work, and it was another blazing hot day outside. My older sister must have been tanning in the backyard as usual. We were both college students which meant that we were free during summer.
Spying on Ashley was never something I was proud of. It was just something that happened over time. I always blamed it on her for flaunting her sexy body around during hot summer days. Last year was the final straw for me when she became accustomed to wearing small bikinis when we were home alone. Since then, I was hooked.
I got out of bed and my timing was perfect. There she was; laying on a beach blanket in our backyard. The sun was shining on her perfectly tanned skin, and she was completely oblivious to the fact that she was being spied on by her perverted younger brother.
Her body was completely sprawled. She wore a skimpy pink bikini along with thick sun glasses, and nothing else. Her earphones were on and her feet were moving along to the music she was listening to.
Any man would be completely aroused looking at a beautiful sight like that. I know I was.
Then out of the corner of my eye, I noticed it. Mr. Jenkins, our neighbor from the other side of our yard, was also watching my sister from the corner of his balcony.
‘What the fuck?!’ I thought to myself. ‘Come on Ashley, that perverted neighbor is looking right at you!’
My thoughts went unheard and she kept on laying there. I couldn’t believe that a well respected member of our community and my former professor (from last semester) would be doing something like this. It was like he was infringing on my territory. Spying on Ashley during her summer tanning sessions was my job, and my job alone.
Ashley wasn’t making things any easier as she stretched her arms like she just woke up. Her arms and legs spread wide open like a butterfly and she moved them around. For the first time since I ever started spying on her, she reached to her chest and briefly massaged her breasts. It looked like she was simply adjusting her bikini, but if I didn’t know any better, I’d say she was doing it out of pleasure.
She kept on massaging them in the open space of our backyard until she decided she had enough and headed back inside the house.
After I washed up for the morning, I came downstairs for breakfast. My sister was sitting by the kitchen counter top eating granola cereal and catching up on her favorite reality tv shows. On hot days when we were home alone, she never bothered to cover herself. She was still in her bikini.
“What’s up sis?” I said playfully.
Her eyes stayed glued to the television as she ate. “Nothing much. I’m trying to figure out which side to root for. These women are nasty, I love it!”
My eyes quickly glossed over her tanned skin, and her legs which were sculpted from years of playing volleyball. I got my food and sat next to her as always.
“Whatever floats your boat.”
“Hey, everyone is allowed a guilty pleasure every once and a while,” she said. “By the way, I’m going out with friends later.”
“That’s not a bad idea. I’m going out with friends too, but honestly, I think I’d rather hang out with your girlfriends. They always look good on hot days if you know what I mean.”
She laughed. “Tank tops, shorts jeans, flip flops- yeah, I know what you mean. They always dress for the occasion.”
“So do you obviously,” I said as I quickly looked at her.
“Did you just check me out?”
I turned my attention back to my food. “What? Don’t get crazy.”
“I know you were. I saw your eyes glance at my legs when you said that. You’re not as slick as you think you are.”