I made it home at 10:25, not bad considering. As I pulled in next to my father’s Volvo wagon, the one that he had already made us pack so we wouldn’t have to in the morning, my first thoughts were to sneak upstairs and slip into Mark’s bed. Just curl up with my brother’s arms around me and let him make everything better like he always did. That thought quickly faded however as approaching the house I looked up and saw the candle in Mark’s window; his signal to me that Krissy was with him.
With a sigh I let myself in and used the bathroom downstairs. I was taking a chance waking dad but didn’t want to use the bathroom with Mark’s girlfriend in there with him. Not that he would care. The doorknob was missing on his door to the bathroom and he had told me it would turn him on if he knew I was watching, but sweet little Krissy would feel funny if she heard me in there. I had really wanted to take a shower, try to wash the night away, but even that idea was shot now. I did take a minute to splash some cold water on my face, between the adrenalin rush with Jack and the cold air on the ride home my head was pretty much clear.
I removed my boots and crept up the stairs thinking about what a bullshit double standard this was. Under no circumstances was I allowed to have a guy over, not that I hadn’t of course- but dad knew Mark had Krissy over sometimes and said it was okay as long as he didn’t see her coming or going and of course he better keep it down because after all his sister was in the next bedroom. Wonder what dad would have to say if he knew that most of the time it was me that my little brother had squealing in his bedroom?
I walked quietly down the hallway and paused in front of Mark’s door. I could smell Krissy’s obsession perfume and could hear her talking quietly; she must have just gotten there. With one last longing look at Mark’s door I went into my room where I quickly stripped off my black dress. I was completely naked underneath having left my bra as well as my panties at Jack’s. Great, now he had souvenirs, hopefully he wouldn’t say anything stupid at work.
I slipped on a black Sabbath t-shirt that belonged to my brother, and sat on the edge of the bed staring at the bathroom door. Although I was upset that I couldn’t go in my brother’s room, I was happy for Mark that Krissy was there. The two of them had broken up for a couple of weeks in the beginning of December. It had been Mark’s fault; he had been getting increasingly cocky lately and had acted like an ass at the last karate tournament. Talking trash, showboating in the ring and going out of his way to embarrass his opponent before hitting him so hard he knocked the kid out, literally, they had needed the salts. Mark had then added to that by flirting with several girls who had been waiting outside for him and right in front of Krissy. Last year Mark had bought Krissy a beautiful emerald ring which she had thrown at him and stormed away in tears.
I had thought Mark would have moved on and gone on the tear that I knew was inevitable, fucking every girl in sight. Instead my brother had spent the next two weeks staring at the ring and moping even turning me down a couple of times before slinking over to Krissy’s house and risking her father who hated him and apologizing. Krissy had taken him back and I had been glad. Christmas was a tough time for my brother. His few early ones with our waste of a mother were days like any other we never got anything that I could remember anyways and then Mark spent the next ten in foster homes or group homes.
Mark never said much about it but last year he had broken my heart by telling me that he had never received a gift that had said mom or dad. My parents were as good to him as they were to me but they were Doug and Denise to him. He had however told me that the last couple of years had been much better because he got to be with his sister. Hell I thought this year he had even gotten to fuck her. Still I know the day was tough for him. I could say I had parents he never would be able to. So at least Krissy was here not to mention the fact I was happy she came back because he had spent a ridiculous amount of money on a white gold bracelet for her.
I stared again at the bathroom door thinking of Mark with Krissy, no I told myself I couldn’t. A minute later however, I found myself getting up and quietly entering the bathroom. I made my way over to the door on Mark’s side and looked down. The doorknob had broken one day and Mark had pulled it out but never bothered to replace it, after all he could care less if his big sister wanted to come in and out of his room. When Krissy was over he would simply throw the small bolt on his side to keep it from opening.
Feeling dirty even by my standards but unable to help myself I knelt on the floor. The hole where the door knob had been was a couple of inches around and Mark’s bed was directly across from it. Because he had the room lit by candles and the bathroom was dark I would be invisible even if they had stared directly at the door. There was no chance of that happening however as Mark and Krissy were pretty intent on each other at the moment.
Krissy must have just gotten there. Mark was shirtless wearing just a pair of the karate uniform pants he always slept in, but Krissy was still fully dressed wearing a red sweater and a knee length black skirt. The only thing off so far were her heels which I saw lying next to the bed. They were standing at the foot of the bed, their arms around each other kissing. Mark’s hands were around her waist and as I watched he grabbed the bottom of her sweater and lifted it up. Krissy broke the kiss and stepping back put her arms up for him to pull it over her head.
Krissy’s long light sandy brown hair cascaded down her bare shoulders and back. She was wearing a sexy red lace bra that looked as if it were straining to contain her more than full tits. Mark started kissing her neck and Krissy lolled her head to the side letting him get at it better. Krissy’s hands roamed their way across my brother’s muscular shoulders and arms, her long red nails tracing their way down to his forearms then went up to run through his thick black hair.
Mark left her neck and bending his head started kissing her chest down to her bra, then as Krissy giggled Mark dropped to his knees, and as he kissed her soft stomach reached around and slid her skirt down to the floor to expose the matching red panties underneath. Krissy stepped back out of the skirt and as she did reached back and unhooking her bra let it drop. Now of course I had never seen Krissy topless and although I could tell she was well endowed so to speak I couldn’t believe how large her tits really were, and firm as despite their size they were standing just about straight up.
As Mark stayed on his knees Krissy said something to him and turned, showing off the back of the panties which were transparent, before she could move Mark grabbed her hips and kissed both of her ass cheeks. Then standing trailed his tongue up along the small of her back and as he stood reached around grabbing her tits. I felt my heartbeat pick up and my breath quicken as Krissy leaned back into my brother and as he played with her nipples and kissed her neck began grinding her ass into his obviously hard cock.
Now I always refer Krissy as either “cute little” or sweet little” and honestly it is because she is extremely sweet and probably the best thing that ever happened to Mark-besides his big sister of course- I’ve also been friends with her older sister Lisa since I came to live with mom and dad. I guess because of that I always saw her as cute. Well as I stared through my peephole like the nasty girl I was and took in Krissy’s all but naked body; cute was definitely off the table.
Krissy was tall, and up until a few months ago had been quite curvy even a little on the chubby side, but had certainly slimmed down, she still had curves but they were in all the right places. Krissy’s family had gone to Bermuda for a week as an early family Christmas present and she had gotten one hell of a tan and judging from where the tan lines were, had not been wearing much of a bikini. Krissy’s long dark legs were well shaped and she had put blonde high lights in her hair which the sun down there had brought out even more.