WAKE UP LITTLE SUSIE - PART 1
By Joe
I see my old friend's sister for the first time in years


My name is Joe. I'm 6 feet, 1 inch tall, weigh 190, I'm 24 years old and I
just finished my second year of law school in Washington DC. I guess most
women think I'm good looking. I'm certainly in decent shape - not as good now
as I was during high school and college when I had a lot more time to workout,
but I'm still fairly lean and relatively muscular. I used to work out
throughout my high school years for football - I played linebacker then, but I
knew I had no chance to play in college.

I grew up in Atlanta, well a suburb but for purposes of this story saying
Atlanta works just fine. From the time I was 12 until I went to college, my
best friend was Jim, who lived down the street from me. He also played
football and the two of us did most of our weight lifting together, either at
the school gym or in his basement on the equipment we bought or made for
ourselves. We had a flat bench, an incline bench, a few barbells and a set of
the old York weights with the ring and collar that we were constantly
switching from one bar to another. In any event, I spent a lot of time at
Jim's house. I knew his mom and dad real well (his mom was a better cook than
mine so I made an excuse to eat there a lot) and I also knew his younger
sister Susie. Susie was about 4 years younger than Jim and I and she was
usually the typical annoying little sister. Susie was always cute though,
blonde, blue eyed and by the time she got to freshmen year (we were seniors)
starting to develop a fine little body.

Anyway, after graduating high school, I went to college in North Carolina. Jim
went to Florida. We stayed in touch, went on road trips to each other's school
at least once each way each semester and spoke often on the phone. During my
freshmen year, my Dad got transferred to Texas and my family moved out of
Atlanta. So I hadn't been to visit Jim's family since the summer after high
school. As you can imagine, Jim and I began to lose touch so that by the time
I started the school year this past fall, Jim and I were down to the
occasional phone call although he made one visit to DC during this past
spring. Jim took a job with a technology company in Atlanta when he graduated
college, but it failed and he has since moved back home with his folks, while
working some not so great jobs to make ends meet.

The legal job market isn't great so I decided that I would concentrate my own
job search in DC and also in Atlanta, the only city that I felt established
in. When I got the chance to work as a summer law clerk for a decent Atlanta
firm, I jumped at the opportunity. I started the job the middle of this past
May. I used Emory law school's apartment referral service to get a place sight
unseen (it was cheap as it was a sublet) in a nice building and Jim drove over
and helped me move in. While we were moving my stuff he told me his parent's
were dying to see me and wanted me to come over for dinner. I was looking
forward to seeing them and I asked about Susie. I figured since she was cute
as a 14 year old, she might just be hot as a 20 year old and I could use a
little female accompaniment during the summer. If not from Susie, then maybe
from a friend of hers. Jim just said, "wait till you see her". I must say, I
was psyched to check her out.

A couple of days later, the Saturday of Memorial Day Weekend, with nothing to
do I decided to drive over and check out Jim's family unannounced. I pulled
into their driveway and noticed just one car in front. I rang the bell and
then rang it again. After about 2 minutes, just as I was leaving, the door
opened and there was Susie, wearing a big U of Georgia sweat shirt and a pair
of baggy shorts. She said, "Joe!! I was waiting for Jim to invite you over.
How are you!" She than leaned over and gave me a kiss on the cheek. She said
Jim wasn't home. He had apparently gone golfing with a couple of friends from
work and wouldn't be back until evening. I asked after her parents and she
said they were away at her Aunt's place for the weekend. Then she asked me to
come in and catch up.

Well before I go any further, let me give you my first impressions of Susie.
She was now about 5 feet 9 inches tall. Her blonde hair was pulled back
sharply from her face into a pony tail. She seemed to be kind of chunky, but
she was under a whole bunch of baggy clothes. Still, I was quite happy to
accept a chance to catch up with her. Susie told me that in high school she
was a 3 sport athlete and that she had now just finished her sophomore year at
college. We asked about each other's parents and we talked about Jim and his
quest for a new job. Then she said, "hey, now that you're here, can you make
yourself useful?" I said "sure, how?" "Follow me" she said

We walked down stairs to what used to be Jim's old gym. I couldn't believe it.
There were now floor to ceiling mirrors, all kinds of equipment, including a
new universal, a full rack of what looked like brand new dumbbells, a
treadmill. While I was taking it all in, Susie said, "Well, what do you think?
Like what you see?" Meanwhile, she had whipped off her sweatshirt to reveal
just a jog bra. and an upper body so full of muscles that I couldn't believe
it.

After, swallowing hard, I said "Holy shit, its unbelievable and the room looks
good too!" She said, "I thought you'd like it. Its taken a few years of hard
work to get it this way. Now, be useful. I need someone to spot me on the
bench so that I can finish the workout you interrupted." She piled 185 pounds
on the bar, got below it and pushed out 10 reps. Then she said to add 10 to
each side. She got 7 on her own and I helped her with 3 more. Finally, she put
225 on and with my help got 6 pretty damn good reps. She asked if I wanted to
work in. I said I'd rather watch. She then finished her chest workout with
some dumbbell presses. After doing them, she flexed the muscles in her chest.
I couldn't believe it. She had a body that I'm sure would win most
bodybuilding contests. She looked like a muscular, young Sharon Stone, with
the blonde hair and the long, lean, full muscles. Now, I knew what Jim meant
when he said wait till you see her.

She said, "I see you like what you see," while looking at my shorts which were
getting tight. "Time to work biceps. Are you in?" I said, sure. For the next
15 minutes, she put on a show. She lifted whatever I could, including 80 pound
straight arm curls. When we were done she flexed a beautiful round, peaked arm
in front of me. I was amazed at how much it grew when she flexed "Wanna touch?
Go ahead. They're not just for show." I nearly lost it. She knew I was totally
turned on. "I used to watch you and Jim workout down here. When I was a
freshman in high school, I'd wait till you left then sneak down and try out
some lifts. I've been at it ever since. Jim's a bit freaked out by my muscles
and strength. When he would come back from college each year, I'd check out
what lifts he could do and try to match them. I caught and passed him in most
by the time he was a junior. But, I wasn't sure if I could match you. I think
we are probably pretty close, right?"

I said, "I guess we'll have to have a competition to see, won't we? Susie, you
look fabulous. I've never known anyone who has a body like you. And, I think
its totally sexy watching you lift and seeing your muscles bulge after you're
done." With that she pulled off her baggy shorts revealing just some skimpy
panties, walked right to me, pressed her body right up against mine and
started to kiss me. Then she pulled my shirt off and started to push me down.
The two of us fell to the floor between the weight rack and the bench. She
kneeled up, took off her top and undid her ponytail so that her long hair fell
back around her head and shoulders. Her nice round, hard chest was covered in
glistening sweat and her nipples were sticking straight out like two #2 pencil
erasers. She started to ground her hips on my manhood and then she just threw
herself back down on me. Her tongue was in my throat. I thought she was trying
to kiss my tonsils. I tried to push her off so that I could get my arm out
from under my butt, but she was pressing me down too hard. Finally, after
about 3 minutes of this she stopped the kiss, leaned up and said "lets just do
it right here on the floor."

I stood up and she was bending over, undoing my shorts. Then she stood up and
pulled off her own bottoms. Again, sweat was everywhere. But instead of coming
back at me for more, she moved backwards and flexed her body, one body part at
a time. She turned her back and showed me a doorway wide back shot. She flexed
her thighs. She hit a triceps shot. Then she hit her abs - a solid six pack.
Finally, she pulled out a double biceps. I couldn't believe it - they seemed
bigger than they were just 10 minutes before when she was working them. All
the while she was talking to me. "I've worked this body out down in this
basement for 5 years to get like this. I used to follow you and Jim down here
and check out the muscles you guys were getting. I've wanted to do it with
someone down here between these weights for so long." And stuff like that. And
I was watching her do this strip posing routine for me with a boner just
sticking straight out. Then she said "Joe, get over here. Lets do it on the
bench."

Well we did. And on the floor. And against the mirrors. And on the floor and
the bench again. It was unbelievable. I never realized how good it could be to
do it with someone who can match you strength-wise. And all the while she was
flexing her arms for me. At one point I said, "I'd love to f&%$ those arms if
I could." She said, "Do it" and then she flexed them right on my dick. It
didn't really feel that good, but it looked so cool. Finally, we were all
done. She fell asleep on top of me on the floor of the basement. Even that
felt good and soon I was asleep too.

When I woke up, she was upstairs making dinner. She had put the old sweatshirt
on and some gym shorts. She asked if I wanted to shower with her. She said she
had waited for me. So the two of us went upstairs and showered together. She
asked me to flex my muscles and she gave me a critique of my body. Mostly she
criticized my beginning belly actually. Then she told me that with her help
and lots of lifting together we could have me looking like a lean, mean,
fighting machine by the end of the summer. I told her that I was expected to
work long hours and that I needed to do well as a law clerk to get a full time
job offer. Then she said, she would be happy to act as my personal trainer and
that there would be rewards for me after we finished our workouts. Besides,
she said. she needed me to help her bring her legs up. I thought they looked
great, but she said they were tiny compared with her upper body.

After showering she got me some of Jim's clothes and we settled down to have a
nice dinner. She made skinless, boneless chicken with baked potatoes. We were
just getting ready to eat when Jim walked in. We greeted each other and he
said "I guess you've met Susie. Well, whadda ya think?" I told him that it was
great to see her again after all these years and that I hoped I'd see more of
her during the summer." Real civil, with no hint of what we'd spent the
afternoon doing. Then he looked me up and down, saw his clothes on me, broke
out into a huge grin and said, "holy shit!! You two have been doing it,
haven't you? You dogs! My sister and my best old friend. I was wondering if
the 'new Susie' would attract you. Well it looks like she does. That's cool.
Now maybe someone else will spot her when she wants to lift heavy!!" Well,
with that the Susie and I busted up laughing. Jim said "What?" Susie just
said, "it's a lot more fun when Joe spots for me than when you do it!" His
mouth dropped open and he said, "Aw! I use those benches too you know. Jeez,
have some decency." Then he walked downstairs and started laughing again. I
followed and I saw why he was laughing. Our clothes were all over the floor.

The start of an excellent summer. More to follow. I haven't even gotten to
June yet!