Capítulo 164: Chapter 41
The rest of the day went by fast and before I knew it, I was pulling into my parking spot in the apartment building. My father had taken off early from work and his car wasn't here, so he must have gone out after leaving the office. I had noticed he was acting very flirtatious and close with the building's lobby secretary and that she had left early also. I didn't know the situation between my mother and father, but if she was chasing after me for some action it was fair to say my father was getting a little on the side too. I just expected my old man to be smarter than the standard cliché.
I didn't see anyone in the kitchen or living room when I entered the apartment. The house was dead quiet, and I was starting to wonder if my old man had come home early and taken my mother and sister out for some reason. I headed to my bedroom to get ready but noticed Tori's bedroom door was open. I peeked inside to find my little sister still asleep. She looked cleaned and showered, her hair shining in the afternoon sunlight as it fanned out on the pillow. She looked so cute as she slept, and as much as I wanted to climb into bed and feel her body, I had a date.
I closed her door gently and headed to my room to get ready for my date with Natalie.
Since I didn't have Hayley or any of my other girls here to help me get ready for my date with Natalie, I picked out the same outfit I wore for my date with Lucy. I knew Hayley would frown upon me wearing the same clothes for two dates in a row, but she wasn't here.
Once I was dressed, I tried to style my hair in a similar fashion, but I didn't have much success. I had no idea what Hayley had done with my hair for that date and I gave up when my fourth attempt made me look like a troll doll. I spent a few minutes washing the styling gel out of my hair before drying it. I decided to leave it in my normal 'out of bed' messy I had perfected from years climbing out of bed and slamming my ass down in my gaming chair.
"You look nice, dear."
I spun around to see my mother standing at the open door to my bedroom. She was wearing a silk gown that hugged her curvaceous figure well without showing a hint of skin.
"Thanks, Mum," I replied, tearing my eyes away from her barely concealed cleavage.
"Who's the lucky girl tonight?" she asked, seeming to ignore my looks.
"Natalie," I said.
"Such a man to be able to please so many women," she replied with a suppressed smile. "Do the others know about her?"
"Tori and Hayley do. I haven't told the others yet. Although I assume that they've been told already," I said.
"Us girls do enjoy a good gossip," she smiled.
My mother crossed the room and stood before me, bringing her hands up to adjust my collar. She was quite a bit shorter than me and when I looked down, I got a fantastic view of her round breasts through the opening in her robe. She really was a knock-out, even at her age. I'd be lying if I said I hadn't thought about taking her up on her offer more than a few times since that day, but it just felt wrong. That also made it incredibly appealing to me too.
The prospect of bedding my mother was similar to the feeling I had before I'd begun sleeping with Tori. Family wasn't supposed to do shit like this. Yet I'd been un-ashamedly fucking my little sister daily since I returned home. I'd also bridged the gap for Liz and Vicky to explore their incestuous relationship, and they never looked happier. Society may frown upon what we did, but I didn't care what society thought.
I did care about what Tori thought though, and my father.
Fucking my mother would hurt my entire family in one way or another. She'd be cheating on my old man—who I was finally starting to bond with—and it could cause a rift between Tori and our mother. The idea wasn't so bad in my head, but the consequences of indulging in such a carnal act with my mother would be catastrophic to my family. So, I steeled myself and pushed my lustful thoughts aside. I directed my eyes to my mother's beautiful face instead of staring at her ample chest.
"I have nothing to hide from any of them. I just haven't had a chance to speak to the others about Natalie yet," I explained.
"I know, dear," she said, placing a hand on my cheek. "You're a great man."
She gave me an almost sad smile before removing her hand from my cheek. I didn't know how the relationship between her and my father was working, but if my father's demeanour to the receptionist at work was anything to go by, it wasn't great for my parents. My mother wasn't book smart at all—a little like Tori—but she wasn't an air head like she would first appear to be. If there was something going on with my father and another woman, I'd bet my entire harem of women that she knew about it.
I was hit with a sudden wave of sadness for my mother and pulled her into a hug. She gasped at the sudden affection, but soon melted into my embrace. I could feel her body press into mine, her breasts mash against my torso, and her face nestle into my chest. I'd been battling a growing erection from the moment my eyes lay upon her and now I was losing that fight. She didn't seem to notice it pressing into her stomach, or if she did, she chose not to mention it.
"Thank you, Jason." She smiled after we parted.
"You're welcome, Mum." I smiled back. "I love you."
"I love you too, dear."
I struggled and failed not to stare at her ass as she left my room. I couldn't do anything with her—it would hurt too many people—but I could make her feel loved and wanted in other ways. Ways a mother should feel towards her children.
I grabbed my house keys and headed for the elevator. I had agreed to let Natalie pick me up for our date, so I took the lift down to the lobby to wait for her. Once I arrived, I spotted someone I really didn't want to see.
Mike.
The overly tanned douchebag was leaning against the wall as he chatted to a pretty redhead with glasses. She wasn't very tall, and Mike was towering over her and I got the impression that she wasn't very comfortable.
She wore a frilly black and red tartan skirt that stopped just above her knees, red and black knee-high socks with black Mary-jane style shoes and a white, long-sleeve button up blouse. Her long red hair hung over her shoulder in a thick braid, completely her cute schoolgirl like outfit.
I hadn't seen her around the building before and I guessed she must have been here to visit someone. Was she a friend of Tori's? she really didn't look like the type of girl that my sister hung out with. In the end it didn't really matter. Mike was being his usually douchebag self with this girl and she was obviously uncomfortable.
I thought about giving the shirtless surfer douche another lesson in how to act around women, but that might scare the poor girl. I really didn't want to be one of those guys that resorted to violence to get shit done. I was smarter than that.
Mike hadn't heard the elevator arrive, but the girl had. She looked passed Mike while clutching her black and red PVC handbag to her chest, and I thought I saw a look of worry on her face when she saw me. Did she think I was the same as this guy? Was she worried she was now going to have to deal with two brainless idiots?
It was a blow to my ego to have someone think I was like Mike, but this girl didn't know me, and it was a fair assumption to make in light of her current situation. I formed a quick plan in my head, and hoped this girl was smart enough to follow my lead.
"Jenny! There you are," I grinned, walking towards Mike and the girl. "It's been so long, how have you been?"
Mike spun around at my voice and I saw his face sour. He looked between the cute redhead and me, then stepped aside when I got closer. The redhead took the opportunity to dash passed him and surprised me by throwing her arms around my waist and hugging me. I quickly returned her hug as platonically as possible, as to not freak the girl out more.
"Yeah," she said. "It's been ages."
We parted, and I placed my hands on her shoulders before looking into her green eyes. She was incredibly pretty up close. Her skin was pale and looked as soft as cream. Her lips were full and darkened just a hunt with red lipstick. She had a nervous look in her eyes, but her smile seemed genuine.
"Oh, hey Mike," I said, as if just realized the giant douche was standing there.
He grunted a response, then walked out the front door, slamming it open far harder than he needed too.
"Oh my god!" the redhead gushed, then hugged me again. "Thank you so much!"
"It's okay," I laughed, returning her hug.
"How did you get him to go away so easily?" she asked.
"He's done this before, and we've had a little chat about it," I grinned.
"What a creep," she said.
"That he is," I said. "Are you visiting someone?"
"No, I just moved in here two days ago," she replied.
"Oh shit. I had no idea," I said. "Welcome to the building."
"Thanks," she smiled.
I was about to ask her how she was enjoying living here, but then I caught sight of Natalie walking towards the lobby door. I'd totally forgotten I was down here to meet the platinum blonde for our date.
"It was lovely meeting you," I said. "But my ride is here."
The redhead turned to look through the glass doors, and I noticed her expression change. She seemed to pout a little, but she also seemed to admire Natalie at the same time.
"Okay, it was nice meeting you too. Have fun," she smiled.
I walked towards the front door before realizing I hadn't gotten her name. I doubted it was 'Jenny' and mentally kicked myself for coming up with such a stupid name, but it was the first one that came to mind. I spun around to ask her her name, but the lift doors were already closing, and the pretty redhead vanished from sight.
She lived in the building, so I was sure to see her around soon enough.
"Hey stranger," I greeted Natalie when I exited the lobby.
"Hey," she smiled. "Who was that guy who came out?"
I looked around to see Mike's retreating back as he headed towards the beach.
"Oh, that's Mike," I said. "Did he say anything?"
"No. He just gave me a creepy look and kept walking," she said.
"Yeah I wouldn't worry about that guy," I shrugged. "He's a creep."
"Noted," Natalie smiled.
"So...where are we off too?" I asked.
"It's a surprise," she smiled.
I let her keep the secret of where we were going for our date and followed her cute butt as she led me back to her car. Before long we were in the middle of Sydney peak hour traffic and on our way to the city centre. I usually stayed away from the main part of the city since it was always so busy, but if Natalie had something in mind, I'd deal with the crowds for her.
It took us about half an hour to make it into the city, but it took another fifteen minutes to find a parking garage that wasn't full. It was only a weekday, but there were still crowds out and about. People off to dinner or on their way to one of the city's many nightclubs for some mid-week dancing and drinks. The city never really died.
Once we were parked, I let Natalie lead as we walked a few blocks and stopped outside of a music venue. There were a few dozen people hanging around out front. Guys with long hair and black T-shirts with hard to read logo's and a multitude of women in all black. Since it was a warm night, a lot of the women I saw were in short skirts or shorts as they smoked cigarettes and chatted among themselves. The music was loud even on the street and I couldn't imagine how deafening it would be inside. It definitely looked like a place that suited the platinum haired beauty.
I never really had much of an interest in music growing up and therefore hadn't really found anything I liked. It wasn't that I disliked music too, I just never went looking for anything that I didn't hear on the radio from time to time. This was obviously a place my date wanted to go, so I put aside my judgement and decided to give it a go.
Maybe it wouldn't be so bad.
"Hey Nat!"
A voice called out, and I looked over to see a girl with shoulder length blue hair jogging over to us. The blue-haired girl was shorter than Natalie, with wide hips that tapered into a narrow waist before exploding into a pair of tits that would rival Vicky's. I could see an arm sleeve tattoo on her left arm and a piercing through her bottom lip, as well as in her eyebrow. The girls ignored me for a few seconds while they greeted one another, and I took the time to admire the blue-haired newcomer.
"Christy, this is Jason," Natalie said, introducing me to her friend. "Jason, this is my best friend Christy."
"Nice to meet you," I said with a smile and a wave.
Christy was obviously much more friendly to strangers than I was used to, and instead of waving back, she darted forward and hugged me. She was far shorter than myself—her forehead only reaching my chest—and I felt her huge breasts mash into my stomach. I hugged her back quickly, unsure of how long to hug a friend of the girl I was on a date with. Even with my recent victories in female territories I was still a bit of a retard when it came to what was and wasn't socially appropriate.
Christy broke away after about fifteen seconds, then looked at Natalie. "He's as hot as you said he was."
"That he is," Natalie smiled.
"Umm...thank you," I said with a slight stutter.
"You're welcome," Christy beamed up at me. "Come on you two."
Natalie stepped up beside me and looped her arm through mine. Christy had a similar plan, and next thing I knew, I was walking into the music venue with a girl on either arm.
Once inside, I paid the cover charge for the three of us—I had to insist on paying for Christy—and the two girls walked us into a large theatre room with a stage set against the back wall. I had expected a small dingy pub like venue, but this place actually looked really good. The band I had heard playing from outside must have just been warming up, because they were all getting off stage by the time we came in.
"Do you know any of the bands playing?" I asked Natalie.
"A few, but I haven't been out in a while," she replied.
"All work and no play," Christy shook her head.
"Well I'm out tonight. Let's play," Natalie grinned.
The bands were definitely louder than anything I had expected. Lucky for me, Christy had some earplugs in her handbag, and she passed them around when the first band started playing. The earplugs helped block out the crushing wall of noise and actually helped me listen to the music, and I found myself enjoying most of the first bands set. They were heavier than most music I'd listened to before. A sort of 80's thrash mixed with some darker tones.
By the time the second band started playing, we'd migrated to the outdoor area off to one side of the venue. There were almost as many people outside as there were in, watching the bands. We found a spare table and I set my drink down before taking a seat next to Natalie.
It was nice to not have to worry about drinking too much since I wasn't driving, but I was worried Natalie might have one to many. She'd been nursing the same vodka and Red Bull I'd gotten her earlier, so maybe I was worrying for nothing.
"You having fun?" Natalie asked. She was leaning in close and speaking right into my ear. Her warm breath sent a shiver through my body, and her hand on my thigh was causing my dick to harden.
I really needed to do something about getting an erection every time a gorgeous woman even looked at me.
"Yeah," I replied. "To be honest, I'm enjoying this more than I thought I would."
"I'm glad," she said, then added in a softer tone. "I'll make sure you enjoy yourself later."
Her tongue snaked out and licked my earlobe, causing me to moan involuntarily. She was leaning against my body more now and had left me with no doubt that I'd be spending the night in her arms. I wasn't sure coming into this date if I'd be getting lucky, and I was okay with that. I was also just fine with fucking the gorgeous blonde again.
The second band played while we sat outside talking with a few of Natalie's friends. She introduced them to me, but my attention was mostly on her and I forgot their names almost immediately. Christy sat with us most of the night and didn't even try to hide the looks of interest she shot my way, and Natalie didn't seem to mind at all.
"Let's head inside," Natalie said after a while. "I've been looking forward to seeing this next band for a while."
"Sure thing," I replied.
I headed to the bar to grab a couple more drinks before making my way to the area in front of the stage. The mosh pit area was lower than the rest of the venue floor—by about two steps—making the stage look higher than it actually was.
The band had finished their quick soundcheck while I was at the bar and I could already tell this one was far heavier than the previous two. I guess the concert promoter was saving the more extreme bands for later in the evening.
I handed Natalie her drink and slipped in between her and Christy as the blue haired girl stepped aside for me. I wrapped my left arm around Natalie's slim waist and pulled her against me as we waited for the band to start.
The lights dimmed as an orchestral sample played over the PA system. Smoke filled the stage and the silhouettes of four people began moving about as they took their position on the stage. This band had a much more impressive stage shower and presence already, and I found myself actually looking forward to hearing and seeing more.
The sample ended, and the band roared to life.
I watched the entire forty-minute set with unwavering attention. Their music was far heavier and darker than anything I'd heard before, but I didn't dislike it. Their songs were well written, and they played well together. The singer/guitarist was a big man with long brown hair and a closely cropped beard. His cut-off shirt showed strong, muscled arms that seemed to draw the attention of every female in the venue.
The other band members drew a few looks from the women, but mostly the men.
The lead guitarist was an attractive woman about my age with long, straight black hair. She was tall compared to most women, with a lithe, lean body. Her black fitted t-shirt had slits running horizontal across her ribs and down her side, showing off her pale skin beneath the black garment and her tight jeans hugged her legs like a second skin. But what impressed me most about the black-haired beauty was her skill. I was no expert in music or guitar playing, but the ease at which she handled her instrument spoke volumes about her commitment and practice.
The bassist was another woman, with brown wavy hair that hung past her shoulders. She was cute and adorable, rather than gorgeous like the guitarist, but she was still a knock-out. Because she was a little shorter than the others, her instrument was on the verge of being comically big on her frame. She wore a faded blue denim vest with patches, spikes and studs sewn into the material and matching tight jeans to her band-member. She too played her instrument like it was the easiest job in the world, and she had fun doing it.
Lastly was their drummer. I couldn't get a great look at her behind her kit, but when their set finished, I had to struggle to keep my eyes off her. She was about the same height as the bassist but looked more like the guitarist. Her skin was a shade darker, but still quite pale. Her long black hair hung like waves of silk, and her crop-top and booty shorts showed a curvaceous swim-suit models physique with thighs that looked powerful enough to crush a guy's head.
The band played extremely well together, and I wondered how the guy got anything done with three smoking hot babes in his band. I'd heard stories about band members dating each other, and they usually ended badly. Did this guy keep it professional? If not, who was he with? I doubted he had my luck when it came to having a free pass to sleep with multiple women.
But...you never know.
"That was great," Natalie beamed. "I've been wanting to see them for ages."
"Do you know them?" I asked.
"Not personally, but I've heard their music before."
"They're really good," I admitted.
"And they're all soooo hot," Natalie grinned.
"Yeah," I chuckled. "That's one lucky guy."
Natalie grinned, then looked over to the band for a moment. They were pulling their equipment down and helping one another move it off stage for the next act. "They're all siblings."
I looked over to the band and noticed the looks the girls were giving the guy. I would have guessed the girls to be related, but not him. Then another girl with platinum blonde hair stepped up to the brunette and I instantly saw the resemblance.
I smiled as I thought about my own situation with Tori. Then the twins down the coast, now the obvious looks these girls were giving their brother.
Maybe I wasn't so different after-all.
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