I had been out drinking with Jim the night before but, since I was home on break from college, I didn’t have to get up and go to work. Unfortunately for Jim, he did, so I wasn’t surprised to wake up alone in his room. My head wasn’t feeling too bad, but I was parched, so I headed down to the kitchen. I could hear the aerobics instructor on the TV as I entered the kitchen and glanced into the family room as I opened the refrigerator. I froze in my tracks as I spotted Donna’s ass aimed directly at me. Donna was Jim’s sister, about 6 or 8 years older than us. I hadn’t seen her in a while, but she’d obviously been doing a lot of aerobics since I’d been away at college.
I managed to grab a bottle of water without taking my eyes off of her, then closed the fridge and moved to the doorway. Her ass looked amazing and was barely covered by the bottom piece of her aerobics outfit, the top half of which looked to be made up of a tube top and something like suspenders. Remember those stylish outfits? Thank you, Jane Fonda!