I sat up in bed to the door closing and looked at the time. We’d been up here for nearly two hours. My room smelled of sex and massage oil, and I’d need to change my sheets before bed. I was beginning to think the girls ambushed me in my room so they didn’t have to change their sheets so often.
“Wash my back for me?” Erica asked, bouncing to her feet.
“What about the front?” I asked with a raised eyebrow.
“If you’re lucky,” Erica winked.
My raven-haired lover spun around and sauntered to the adjoined bathroom, giving her hips an added sway for good measure. My cum dripped from her pussy and coated the inside of her juicy thighs.
“God, you have a great ass,” I said, transfixed on her behind.
“Glad you like it,” Erica grinned. “Maybe you can fuck it next time.”
Twenty minutes later, I dressed in a fresh pair of shorts and one of my many band t-shirts. Erica had taken off a few minutes before me to change to avoid suspicion from Emily and Mel’s friends. There were already too many people who knew about us.
After I guessed enough time had past, I grabbed my keys before heading down to the house. I was more than a little worried about Jen and Dan knowing about my sisters and me. Things could get incredibly messy if what went on in this house became public knowledge. I could even go to jail.
I suddenly wanted to get as far away from the house as possible. What if more people knew? Surely someone would put two-and-two together before long. A house full of beautiful women with one lone male that just showed up out of the blue. If only I’d known, we would end up in this situation before introducing myself as their brother.
Everyone was outside by the pool when I came down to the house. Erica was nowhere in sight, and I wondered how she snuck by everyone. Mel sat by the pool with Paige-the dark-haired girl with the glasses, and both girls were talking while splashing in the water with their bare feet. Emily sat at the glass outdoor table with the other two.
Paige looked my way when I approached and gave me a small wave. Mel smiled at me but made no move to engage, so I continued around the pool and left the twins with their friends. It was good for them to do normal teenage girl things instead of lusting after their brother.
I made my way past the girls and to the back door of the house. I heard heavy metal blasting from the kitchen through the closed door. Amanda was inside, gliding around the kitchen as she served up plates and moved pots around. Amanda was in her own little world as she bobbed her head, rolled her shoulders, and swayed her hips with the music. I stopped momentarily to admire her and realised this was one of those rare moments where I saw Amanda happy. She was happy the first time I met her, and that entire first day, she was all smiles. But each day, I noticed her mood fluctuate like crazy.
“Not much longer,” I whispered to myself.
I stepped into the kitchen and was momentarily assaulted by the pleasurable sounds that reached my ears. It was one of my favourite bands, and I knew it was one Amanda loved too. The music was too loud to hear the door or footsteps, so I didn’t expect Amanda to hear me. The raven-haired beauty spun around; her mouth parted as she lip-synced the song. Her eyes fell on me, and she smiled.
Amanda was beautiful beyond words. Her body was sculpted from flawless curves, and her ass could rise the Titanic from the depths. But it was her smile and her eyes that got me every time. Wars would have been fought for this woman. I know I damn-well would fight one for her.
I let my eyes wander for a moment as I took in her outfit. She wore the same band t-shirt I wore, only in a different design and style that left her stomach bare, with black sports shorts with a white strip down the side. The shorts barely covered her ass. Her long, black hair hung loose in thick waves that cascaded down her back, brushing the top of her perfect ass.
Amanda picked up her phone, and the music volume lessened enough for us to talk without yelling; then, she placed her phone down again.
“Hey, you,” I said, stepping around the kitchen counter.
“Hey,” Amanda smiled. “Dinners ready.”
“I know,” I said, not taking my eyes off hers. “We should probably take it out there.”
“Yeah. We should,” Amanda grinned.
That short exchange was enough to get my engine running, and I was ready to nail one of my sisters to the wall right then and there. Unfortunately, we had company, and I had to get my erection under control before seating myself among my sister’s friends.
A knock sounded at the front door, so I headed down the hall to see who it was. I opened the door to see Jen. She wore an oversized black hoodie and yoga pants that left nothing to the imagination. Her make-up was done perfectly, and her raven hair was pulled up into a high ponytail. She had a gym bag slung over her shoulder, and I wondered if one of the girls was supposed to go work out with her.
“Hey, Jen,” I greeted the short, goth girl.
“Hey, Nick,” Jen smiled and pulled me into a hug that I hoped none of the other girls saw, especially Mel.
“Want me to grab Em for you?” I asked.
“No, it’s okay,” Jen said. “I know they’re out back.”
My brain finally put two-and-two together, and I realised that Jen was here for the exact same reason the other girls were here.
“Oh yeah,” I chuckled. “Come on in. Amanda’s just finished cooking.”
“Awesome!” Jen said. “Manda is the best cook.”
“That she is,” I chuckled. “By the way, thanks for earlier.”
“No problem,” Jen placed a hand on my arm. “You’re a sweet guy, and Em is happy. That’s all that matters.”
“Are you sure you’re the same Jen?” I asked with mock suspicion.
“I’ve asked myself that a few times lately,” Jen laughed. “I won’t go into details, but I was going through something when we met, and I wasn’t really myself.”
“I get that,” I nodded.
“I don’t regret it, though,” Jen winked. “That was one hell of a night. Left me sore for a couple of days.”
“I do my best,” I chuckled.
“That you do,” Jen smiled. “I better get in there. Talk later, okay?”
I nodded and stepped aside to let Jen in and was about to close the door when I noticed someone else walking up the pathway. Someone I really did not want to see right now.
“Hey man,” Craig called out.
“Hey. I didn’t know you were coming over,” I said, keeping my tone friendly enough.
“Yeah, I tried calling, but Amanda is kinda mad at me,” Craig shrugged. “Figured I’d try one of those impulsive gestures that chicks love so much.”
I wanted to tell him to fuck off, but instead, I just shrugged nonchalantly. “Well, you’ll have quite the audience in there.”
“Yeah, I saw a few cars here. Was that Jen I just saw? Are you tappin’ that still?” Craig asked with a grin. “Don’t worry; I won’t tell Dan.”
Now I really wanted to knock his teeth out. He must have known the two were serious after seeing them together earlier, but he didn’t care. Craig immediately suspected I was sleeping with his friend’s girl-a friend we were in a band with-and he didn’t care. Dan was his friend long before I came around, but there was absolutely no loyalty.
Craig moved to step past me, and I had to control the urge I had to slam his head into the doorframe. Instead, I let him by and closed the front door. I needed to be careful about my actions around Craig. After my short conversation with Jen, I was confident she and Dan wouldn’t say anything, but Craig was another story. I was positive he’d run his mouth.