Despite being such good friends, I had only recently met his family. His Dad I had already known through football, but I'd never met his mother until recently at his 18th birthday party and I hadn't even met his sister. Some other guys had told me she was the hottest girl they had ever seen, and that she was also apparently a bit of a slut. I simply took it as joking. Despite the constant rumours of an older guy that used to go to our school fucking her on her parents bed. Yet she's at least 4 years older, and the reason I've never seen her is due to her being at university.
But a few days after his, almost non-stop fun, birthday, he invited me to his house, to just relax and get over the past few days and play a few video games he got for his birthday. I approached the door at around midday and knocked on the door. A door that I had only recently got used to knocking. He answered with his usual smile and greeting and I wandered in, the house, now a little less Christmassy, yet his birthday cards were still on show for anyone to see. I sat down in the front room as he turned on the Playstation and he asked what I'd like to drink.
"Just a glass of water mate" I replied, grabbing my controller as he walked to the kitchen.
I'd been at his house more than I have for the past few days, but never looked in detail at the furniture around me. I noticed a family picture of him, his parents, and of course, his sister. They all looked pretty young, with my friend most likely only entering puberty. I looked at all the other pictures as the game loaded up, and I noticed that none of the pictures are at all recent. The most recent being a family photo on holiday, all of them with impressive tans, but I was more concerned with his sister. She must have been younger than me in the photo, but I could still tell what my friends were talking about. She had light blonde straight hair, dazzling brown eyes, and a sassy posture. I hadn't even started on the body. The pert, young breasts, bulged in her top and a curvy body that a model would ogle over. I began to wonder why I'd never met her, but was interrupted by the arrival of my friend, who handed me my glass and instantly started playing. Cue a lot of shouting, laughter, and accusations of cheating.
As it went on, I got more and more agitated, screaming for the game to be fairer. At this point I was afraid that his parents might be upstairs. "We're the only ones here right?" I said.
"Nah" he replied. I looked at him with horror.
"Don't worry, it's only my sister."
My horror, suddenly turned to fantasy. I glanced at the picture of her as I played. Praying to God that she would walk downstairs. Then, eventually, it seemed that my dream had came true.
"YOU'VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!" he shouts at the TV as I score.