[Diovan]

I had a girlfriend when I was a senior in high school. She had a sister, Anne and a brother Andy. We were all pretty close to the same age. Anne was as cute as my girlfriend was, maybe even more so. They both had beautiful auburn hair, green eyes, beautiful smooth skin and long legs. Anne developed a bit earlier than my girlfriend and in the process grew a fantastic, full chest. A chest that I found myself staring at more often than I should! I always wanted to see Anne’s body, even do a bit more, but knew if I made a move it would spell the end of my relationship with her sister and so, I never did… well not until several years later but that’s another story.

The only problem with Anne was her personality. She was a bit b*tchy and had a hard time getting along with people. One of the people she seemed to have a real hard time getting along with; hated really, was Scott, Andy’s best friend. Scott and Andy were both on the football team and they hung out a lot together. Consequently, Scott was frequently at the house and there was invariably a fair bit of shouting and anger displayed between Anne and Scott. Everyone hated how much to the two of them fought. Her parents really wanted Anne and Scott to get along; Scott seemed to be a pretty nice guy (for a jock). But I think the real reason they were hopeful they’d get along was because they figured if those two could get along, there was hope for Anne to get along with other people! Therefore, Scott was always welcome at their home, even if the parents were absent, which is exactly the way it was the evening I stopped by.

I stopped by the house late one fall evening after getting off from work. My girlfriends parents liked me too, I was welcome to stop by anytime and I opened the front door and let myself in. As I entered the house I heard a bit of noise from the family room around the corner. I heard a bit of shuffling and scrambling as I entered the hallway, but I couldn’t make out what it was. I increased my stride and as I turned the corner into the family room the noise stopped and I saw Anne and Scott sitting on opposite ends of the couch staring silently at the television. I said hi as I entered the room, still trying to figure out just what all the noise I heard was about. As I sat down in the easy chair, the room was totally quiet, except for the low murmur coming from the TV.

I asked them both what was going on. Of course, they both replied, “nothing”. It was then I realized that SOMETHING was going on, but I wasn’t going to get the real answer from either of them.

This fact bugged me and I sat there looking at the two of them trying to discern the answer from their appearance. Anne was on the school Song Girl squad and was still wearing her uniform, a rather tight midriff top (all tops were tight on Anne’s chest) and a shortish uniform skirt. Scott was relaxed in his typical baggy shorts and dirty T-shirt. The only thing odd was that neither of them had any shoes on, both pairs piled up by the television.

I stared around the room in silence for a while, when I looked back at the couch – and got an idea. A full length curtain hung behind the couch covering up the picture window that viewed the backyard. Only, I noticed the curtain wasn’t quite closed. There was about a four inch gap between the curtains with the darkness of the night was visible between the gaps.

After sitting for a couple more minutes I got up and told the two on the couch that I was going home and asked them to have my girlfriend call me when she got home. They said they would and I left the room and exited the house by the front door. I got in my car, revved the engine good and loud and drove down the street. I parked about one block away and walked back to the outside of the house. Carefully, I approached the fence, opened the side gate, entered the side yard and made my way to the back of the house.

I drew in a breath as I rounded the corner to the back yard and saw a beam of light exiting the picture window through the gap in the curtains in the family room. Ever so quietly and carefully I crept through the backyard until I could see through the gap in the curtains and into the family room.

Cautiously I looked in on the couch. There was no one there. No one was sitting on the couch. Carefully I moved a bit closer and looked around the room. I raised my head a bit, moved a bit closer, and then looked down on the floor in front of the couch. There they were.

There was Scott on his back, his legs bent, his feet flat on the floor, his knees spread wide. Between his legs, lying on top of him was Anne; her hair cascading down, partially covering Scotts face as she locked her mouth onto his in a deep probing kiss. Her hands cradled his head as her pelvis thrust against his. Scott’s hands were underneath the panties of Anne’s flipped up skirt as he kneaded her ass. After a minute Anne raised up and Scott’s hands left her ass and eased her uniform top up and over her head. She then reached behind and quickly unlatched her bra and I watched as her large firm breasts spilled out into Scott’s hands. Finally, I got a chance to see Anne’s magnificent tits! But the view didn’t last long for Anne then lay back on top of Scott, his hands kneading her tits and the two of them resumed their humping.

I stared through the window in stunned amazement and unbelievable excitement. There were the two people, the people we all thought were mortal enemies - down on the family room floor dry-humping each other. Oh man, did they fool me… did they fool all of us. And, oh man did this sight I was spying upon excite the hell out of me! I stood in the backyard, mere feet away, staring through the window and the parted curtains, secretly watching Anne’s magnificent body dry-hump Scott. I watched her beautiful ass bounce up and down, grinding on his pelvis. I watched Scotts hand caress, and fondle Anne’s magnificent, perfect breasts. I watched in delicious secrecy until my insanely rigid cock could stand it no more and I shot a serious load onto the side of the house in the dark of the back yard.

I left right after releasing my load. I never told my girlfriend about the two of them, because I couldn’t figure out how to do that without telling her – how I knew!!