One second I was literally flying up the driveway of Ray's house to tell him about the special event coming to the cinema and the next I am frozen in my tracks with my mouth hanging open. For there, against the garage, was his sister Valerie washing her 1970 Chevelle Supersport SS.
She had the radio and very loud so she could hear it through the closed windows and was swaying to the beat of the music. I was afraid to even blink lest I miss something. Clad in a pair of cutoff jeans that hugged her tight bottom I was mesmerized at the movement of her slender hips as she moved around her vehicle with her large sponge applying soapy water.
The muscles of her long well-shaped legs flexed under her tanned skin as she moved and I felt a stirring in my groin and butterflies in my stomach as I watched.
Her white crop top was tight across her chest and it exposed a hard flat abdomen. It had become wet in spots and clung to her like a second skin and I was able to determine that she was wearing a white bra underneath. Her long blonde hair was tied back in a ponytail, allowing more of her pretty face to be seen.
Despite having just turned sixteen, girls were still a pretty much a mystery to me. Now, my good looks and polite manner made me popular with my female classmates and I hung around with a number of them, and was even rewarded with a few brief kisses when parting company, but that's as far as it went. I spent many a night jacking off to the mental images of me touching them as we kissed.
My teenage cock was now rock hard and I decided that I better leave lest Valerie see. I didn't move fast enough and she looked up and saw me. A smile stretched her cherry red lips and showed a dazzling display of white teeth as she waved and shouted a greeting.
"Hey ladykiller," she shouted.
I managed a wave. I almost fell off my bike when she opened the passenger door and leaned in to switch off the key and kill the music, causing her tight butt to rise into the air.
Ladykiller, that was her nickname for me. She often told me how good looking I was and that the girls at my school would soon be lining up to go out with me. Valerie also added that, when I turned eighteen, I better look her up so she could teach me a few things.
Her mother responded by barking her name in an embarrassed tone at her statement. My buddy Ray threatened me with an ass-beating if I ever went near his sister. Despite the fact that she was older, he was always very protective.
"Ray's not home, he went shopping with mom," she stated as she approached and I found it difficult not to stare at her chest, and just as difficult to answer.
"What's the matter, Ladykiller? Cat got your tongue? Or are you too busy staring at my boobies to answer me?" she asked.
I was caught and must have blushed every shade of red in the colour spectrum as I sputtered an apology. Valerie laughed and told me to relax.
"You're welcome to wait as they should be home shortly," she added and she turned to walk back to her car.
My eyes were locked on the movement of her butt under her tight jeans as she walked. My cock was pressing uncomfortably against my jeans as I stared at her.
"Why was I reacting this way? This was not my first time seeing her, " I asked myself.
Valerie was still living at home as she finished college. Normally she was just arriving and I was leaving and vice-versa when I visited Ray, so our meetings were very brief. I always thought her very pretty but that's as far as it went, now I couldn't take my eyes off of her. Valerie switched on the power and once again the radio began playing and she resumed her swaying as she finished washing her car.
Thankfully Ray and his mom returned a moment later and I lost my erection as I helped them carry the groceries into the house. We then sat at his kitchen table and I told Ray about the upcoming double feature of classic horror movies at the theatre on Saturday. As we talked I would occasionally glance out the window and watch Valerie.
That evening it was the image of Valerie in her tight shorts and crop, swaying to the music as she washed her car, that fueled my masturbation session. Finally, the Saturday arrived and I called Ray to find out what time he wanted to meet up. It was his Mom that answered the phone and informed me that Ray was sick in bed. A little disappointed I headed to the theatre on my own.
The feature was due to start at 11:00 am and end at 4:30 pm. I arrived at the theatre a few minutes before 11:00 and headed to the bike racks. That's when I saw Valerie's car parked under a shade tree. Her hand poked out the window and motioned for me to come over. I finished chaining my bike to the rack before I headed to her car, opened the passenger door and slid inside.